We're at this stage in life where we reminisce too much of our near past, worry too much about our near future, are
too clueless about everything that can, will, may happen to us, think we know alot, think we don't know anything,
am confident about the wrong things, take pride in wasting time away, want too much but want to do too little.
Ohwell.
Sunday, June 08, 2008
That Green Gentleman
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd
Little deaths in musical beds
So it seems I'm someone I've never met
You will only hear these elegant crimes
Fall on your ears from criminal dimes
They spill unfound from a pretty mouth
I figured out why already, it's because I just don't want to admit it. No, I don't want to make the same mistake again, have another weird Valentines, purple chocolates and lime green roses. Where nobody realises how wasteful, how wasting, until everything is over and you can finally bolt out of the situation and take a third person view. Then you start to hate everything for making you deluded, like, what the lime green roses, I wasn't even in love.
1:51:00 PM because I say so