Tuesday | December 11, 2007

the quiet screaming

i fall off the cliffs into the edge of the ocean to this song.. and i died to this.

are you as happy as your pretending?

i know what you expect,
i know you think ill falter, i know you think ill fall to the ground,
but its what you dont understand, that all your words, and this world, is just
motivation to the next life. to know if my theories are true, if we are exactly what we expect.

something so simple, something so fragile.
what are we? and are these dimensions correct?

spending that day at the dia, has changed a slight spark of mind for me.
and the weirdest thing is i know what your eyes look like, intently staring into conversation,
what is that? is it.. foggy swampy.. hunter green? who knows but it was somehow overtaken by
the size of your pupil, surrounding in the scent that makes you familiar and i dont know why.
i really dont!

and i know what your expecting too, i know you think some other form of body will be here,
beside me but these days i just feel like the only thing i need is goofy with all her unnoticeable freckles,
i hope shes okay.

i hope ill be okay,
you really did look like god today, walking on the rain covered ice.
i dlove to be looked upon so highly.

why has everything changed so much in a year?
why is everyone saying to me, about how much ive grown up..
do i even want to? why.. why cant i just go back