Let me set the scene for you...
Imagine Walmart going out of business and the "roll back" smiley face turning upside down;
That would be one hell of a frown.
That is how unhappy I've become.
Sometimes it feels like a sharp needle burrows into my chest like a gopher,
I lose my breath, but I find it in pictures of the "old days."
I stop to remind myself that this pins and needles feeling in my chest may hurt, but it is a blessing in disguise because the needle is filled with air and it fills my lungs back up. It keeps me going, ticking, breathing, living.
But hey,
at least I am breathing.
And until the day I'm not anymore
I'll search the Heavens, search the core.
The Earth may have it boundaries, but I'll overstep them.
A race with fate;
to find the missing piece, like a million-sided puzzle, to complete me.
To end said race.
It's not a race down the alter, I'm not trying to fight the future, I AM somewhat scared to die...
What if God forgets about me?
See, now I'm rambling...
Sorry about that! I'm still a young kid, only 20, my path of life is still a long one, but I can still see the finish line; I just have to learn that every race, even life, has a finish line.
Back to my original point and purpose; what was it? Oh, yeah! I remember! My unhappiness! YAY!
I was always taught that misery loves company,
so why won't anyone comfort me?
I'll cheer up; fuck it, I AM happy.
Why be so down? Its so much easier to smile than frown; fuck Walmart! Frowning hurts the corners of my mouth.
There are SO many things I want to before it's my time...
One. Write a musical
Two. See the Flyers win Lord Stanley's Cup
Three. Get married
Four. Have kids...
I fear I've become to vague and unoriginal at this point.
If anyone out there has a few minutes to spare, send them my way. Twenty four is just not nearly as many hours as I need in one day.
I love the rain, Canada and curly fries...
if anybody else out there does as well, then it looks like God remembered me after all!
I deserve to be happy and some girl out there deserves to be lucky. You know who you are...
And I know who I am...
rambling, vague and unoriginal... Any takers?
Imagine Walmart going out of business and the "roll back" smiley face turning upside down;
That would be one hell of a frown.
That is how unhappy I've become.
Sometimes it feels like a sharp needle burrows into my chest like a gopher,
I lose my breath, but I find it in pictures of the "old days."
I stop to remind myself that this pins and needles feeling in my chest may hurt, but it is a blessing in disguise because the needle is filled with air and it fills my lungs back up. It keeps me going, ticking, breathing, living.
But hey,
at least I am breathing.
And until the day I'm not anymore
I'll search the Heavens, search the core.
The Earth may have it boundaries, but I'll overstep them.
A race with fate;
to find the missing piece, like a million-sided puzzle, to complete me.
To end said race.
It's not a race down the alter, I'm not trying to fight the future, I AM somewhat scared to die...
What if God forgets about me?
See, now I'm rambling...
Sorry about that! I'm still a young kid, only 20, my path of life is still a long one, but I can still see the finish line; I just have to learn that every race, even life, has a finish line.
Back to my original point and purpose; what was it? Oh, yeah! I remember! My unhappiness! YAY!
I was always taught that misery loves company,
so why won't anyone comfort me?
I'll cheer up; fuck it, I AM happy.
Why be so down? Its so much easier to smile than frown; fuck Walmart! Frowning hurts the corners of my mouth.
There are SO many things I want to before it's my time...
One. Write a musical
Two. See the Flyers win Lord Stanley's Cup
Three. Get married
Four. Have kids...
I fear I've become to vague and unoriginal at this point.
If anyone out there has a few minutes to spare, send them my way. Twenty four is just not nearly as many hours as I need in one day.
I love the rain, Canada and curly fries...
if anybody else out there does as well, then it looks like God remembered me after all!
I deserve to be happy and some girl out there deserves to be lucky. You know who you are...
And I know who I am...
rambling, vague and unoriginal... Any takers?
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