September 5, 2010
2:49am-2:54am
[Attempt to become in a state where the mind is flooded with ideas; attempt to keep as many thoughts in mind simultaneously as possible. Then write without looking at the page, typescript or computer screen (This is "called" invisible writing). ]
Why would you lie to me
After all these years you won't stop
The alcohol has taken over
My mind, my soul,
Everyone keeps lying.
When will it stop?
The trustworthy ones are far away,
Or ones who I do not care for.
Please stop lying.
I miss my memories,
Can we make them present?
The present is something to be thankful for, as we all hear,
And so is the future,
But what about the past?
Yes the present is a gift,
And the future is a mystery,
But the past is our history,
And what are we without our history?
Everything good seems to be in the past,
I want to bring it back.
Why can't you stick to one girl?
The one you love, or say you love...
Best friends are always the perfect couple and the hardest.
I've always imagined marrying my best friend.
When I was little it was always some mystery man,
And I didn't know it would come true,
But all of a sudden it was you
Out of nowhere.
And just as fast as I get the gift, I lose it.
Why can't life be fair?
Life is never fair.
I've done it all right,
And what do I get?
We don't get what we deserve, not one bit.
I would love, for just once, to get something I deserve-
Something GOOD for a change.
Fucking life and all it's games.
Yet I believe it will all come together in the end,
And everything will be alright,
Everything will be how it's supposed to be.
It's just the fact that we have to go through it,
There's no fast-forward.
Don't screw things up.
What the fuck.
