Diary Part 2
burnin-candle
Posts: 158
Hey folks. Here's part 2. Part 1 is here : http://forums.pearljam.com/showthread.php?t=124747
Looks like the sun is never going to greet me
At least I have the clouds to keep me company
and maybe those raindrops might decide to fall sometime
Onto this dried up mind of mine..
The noise from the outside deafens my conscience
I can't hear my own will, I'm losing perseverance
Where does this all go? I don't know
And I don't know who I really am anymore
Those friendly smiles only look like bad omens to this eye
that's been tried so many times in the this line of competition
All I ask for is recognition..
I didn't have these dreams so I could see them being crushed
by constant repetition of orders and have my life rushed
For me to be a face in the crowd..
So loud are my doubts I'm about to break out
and set fire to these liars who try to wire my fucking mouth
Superficial sympathy is all I receive in times like these
The only thing I learned from school is that people deceive
For their own self-complacence
And I see my life getting caught in their impatience...
Trying to pry open my identitity so I comply
to these lies that promise me this life will be devine
Then why?
Why do they treat me like this, I'm not emotion-less
Perhaps they'll listen to my lips if I use my fists
but my wrists are too weak to fight this. Alone.
This is where I work but I'm no more than a clone.
A fucking clone...
And now the moon is gone.
So long, so long....
Looks like the sun is never going to greet me
At least I have the clouds to keep me company
and maybe those raindrops might decide to fall sometime
Onto this dried up mind of mine..
The noise from the outside deafens my conscience
I can't hear my own will, I'm losing perseverance
Where does this all go? I don't know
And I don't know who I really am anymore
Those friendly smiles only look like bad omens to this eye
that's been tried so many times in the this line of competition
All I ask for is recognition..
I didn't have these dreams so I could see them being crushed
by constant repetition of orders and have my life rushed
For me to be a face in the crowd..
So loud are my doubts I'm about to break out
and set fire to these liars who try to wire my fucking mouth
Superficial sympathy is all I receive in times like these
The only thing I learned from school is that people deceive
For their own self-complacence
And I see my life getting caught in their impatience...
Trying to pry open my identitity so I comply
to these lies that promise me this life will be devine
Then why?
Why do they treat me like this, I'm not emotion-less
Perhaps they'll listen to my lips if I use my fists
but my wrists are too weak to fight this. Alone.
This is where I work but I'm no more than a clone.
A fucking clone...
And now the moon is gone.
So long, so long....
"If hope can grow from dirt like me, it can be done"
If you can't get high on purely music and the sounds that you hear, you're missing out on something.
If you can't get high on purely music and the sounds that you hear, you're missing out on something.
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Hmmm, will there be a Part 3?
oh thanks man. You're too kind!!!
Life over here is so hectic and crazy, I feel I'm that close to just escaping overseas and just live by the sea and forget everything. (except these boards). lol
Part 3?? Man, I don't know. I've only written up to part 2 so maybe I'll get to it soon.
Cheers.
If you can't get high on purely music and the sounds that you hear, you're missing out on something.
Blah! The rat race! Hate it!
I'll keep an eye out should you ever get to posting that Part 3 part.
Take care!