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oh pretty baby, you sigh your little sigh and i dont know how to ease your pain. your face droops low and the mood changes. the persona around you depletes away from the usual cheer, but i know your still there. i know ill find you again, but im not sure for how long. the relentless thought will always seem to falture your original status, but try not to deter to the path below. keep still, hold your heart high, you know im always here. ::: posted by Eddie at 5:48 PM when you are mature when you are honest when you are true when you are alive when you are yourself when you are not a hypocrite when your not hoodwinking when your open when you are alone when you come from hiding when you accept when so many things thats when youll see it for yourself. ::: posted by Eddie at 4:19 PM insecure? well, it seems to be so. why do you feel this way? why do you think ill ever leave? why would i? ::: posted by Eddie at 6:14 AM its amazing how week you feel sometimes WHAT DO YOU MEAN? well, look at how you latch on to the ones you can. feeding off every thing you can like a tiny parasite. its kinda sick WELL WHAT SHOULD I DO ABOUT IT? how about you just face facts? AND WHAT? JUST SIT BACK AND BURDEN MYSELF FOR NO REASON? well, on the subject of burdens we have had lately, i think that YOU have forgotten what you have said yourself WHAT? well, that whole thing about "your burdens are not the only that matter" thing. WHAT ARE YOU PLAYING AT? well, quite simply put, you are a sad hypcrite. for the time being at least TIME BEING? well, you can always stop. TRUE TRUE. ::: posted by Eddie at 6:11 AM have i stolen your freedom? do you feel raped from the pleasures that you once embraced? do you perhaps feel that i am your newest burden, here to take away all you love and devolve you into just another housewife? well perhaps you have this poorly understood. the little comfort i had before - stolen. i am stripped away from the zone where i once found my small amount of peace, and now i only feel like your burden. for i am not treated as a guest, but as a task, an adolecent. i feel that no matter what happens, this biosphear you have manifested inside your head will not wither away like a leaf in autumn's grasp; rather you will only create more obstructions for yourself to climb over - but not for any particular reason except maybe to further your reasoning. that reasoning, however, i will never know what it it is, or what it will be for. all i will know is that you dont like whatever is happaning. if you want me gone then so be it, i will glide out that door like the wind beneath the sheets. just remember your burdens are not the only ones that matter. ::: posted by Eddie at 12:59 AM |
