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So I stand on my own stage Looking out into time mind and mouth stuck What am I suppose to say? Speak what my heart has spoken. Please ears have taken in enough negative to make the whole world cry I’ll go and dig in sand to find a grain of my integrity Maybe the tough exterior and partial feeling is part of my inheritance Even though I tell myself I am me and no one else is I control my own destiny and no one else thinks So I put a double standard on myself, now I’ll watch as my impartial self being becomes extinct Hide everything that’s a familiar instinct Wishes make thoughts become an incomplete reality Not at all see through my tears are real Look closer and you’ll see my pain people Facing wars within ourselves, Insanity is the closest thing to sane people Supposedly I’m socially irresponsible for believing things could be better I speak to the walls and they answer with parodies Novels of insecurity and self hate, self mutilation and all things the world face Held a debate with myself for the first time I won but I don’t know which side Blind of things ahead but I’ll walk the pavement to see where exactly I end up I got it I’ll walk backwards that way I don’t have to stop Because I won’t know where to go and when to stop My, what else to say….. My story is told, this is for the self hater |
Seems like you have gone on stage and let your emotions take over control. I guess it is always great to express your emotions although sometimes it brings you into a lot of trouble and sometimes you wished you didn't have any of those emotions. I guess it's good to write about what you think and what you feel and just say it straight out instead of keeping it in. As noticed in this piece, you were simply expressing your thoughts, nothing more. Best to write it out than to do anything wrong about it. Good write. Take care.... ~Irina | Posted on 2006-08-31 00:00:00 | by charmedidentity | [ Reply to This ] | I like how this feels ... it feels like when you pick yourself apart.... like watching yourself on stage. good point, there. | I don't feel a flow really in it, but I dig the thoughts. this part really grabbed me: "I’ll go and dig in sand to find a grain of my integrity" when you're looking at your own life and judging it... it is hard to find integrity. jess | Posted on 2006-09-01 00:00:00 | by parabola | [ Reply to This ] | |