Crazy names and Changing faces

You turn around and look the same and yet so different in every way

You’ve changed your hair you’ve changed your pose, through away what you now call raggy clothes

They once were your home and in them you were you

Now I stair and try to catch a glimpse of who you were, a glimpse of who I knew


The ease with which you used to read me, however effortlessly it was
The little effort needed then, now seems way, way too much


I try and I try and sometimes almost cry and cry

For you were the one that knew me. If you don’t know me now who does?

You told me I could blindly trust you, so can’t you see if you’re gone I’m lost

You claimed you’d be my eyes forever, my ears, and my hands to touch

To discover this world while walking with you, you told me in you I could trust

So I did and I gave, and however blind or mute

I stood beside you full-heartedly, dug through our every dispute

Supported you and your dreams, suffered the consequences of them too

Never once thought that it might one day make me end up loosing you.


The ease with which you used to read me, however effortlessly it was
The little effort needed then, now seems way, way too much


No more words spoken, the ones I used to hear slowly went away,

Silence fell upon me again, that’s how I knew you went your own way

I sometimes almost cry and cry through eyes with which I can no longer see

Can’t see the sky can’t see the stars but most of all I can’t see you and me

And you, even when I do see you, I don’t see you
I see a shell of who you were, the shell of the you I knew

The ease with which you used to read me, however effortlessly it was
The little effort needed then, now seems way, way too much
So you went your way and went away it’s silent now you’ve gone.

Lucky Bastard??

maybe…

I wasn’t in a hell of my own making

I wasn’t at the end of my rope

I didn’t hate the world enough for me to honestly agree with my own sarcasm

I loved my friends and family too much to hate my life

I did too many fun things to say I was bored

I took too many pictures in which I was genuinely smiling to say I wasn’t happy

And sure I settled at times, even though I tried not to. And sure there were times when I could have honestly given a horses but about the rest of the world and I gladly resigned to my room with some bj’s and some SATC episodes. As well as there were times that I felt like kicking people in the face. That’s hardly my fault though. I feel like I have the right, as self-proclaimed prodigy, to blame all of those things on the rest of the world :P.

So the bottom line is this: In essence, I was happy, in every which way I could have possibly imagined.

Little did I know, really know, that there was another way in which I could be happy

And low and behold, I now know that too!!

Do I deserve it? Maybe, maybe not…Am I going to enjoy it for all it’s worth?? Hell yeah!!