Fight The man
The man in this case being me. In many points in ones life we are our own worst enemy. I am angery at people I have little reason to be angery with. I am hurt over a girl I should not have feelings for. I feel played by another that never wanted to play. I want answers to questions I do not want to ask. I want to be above such things and want others to not tread places in my mind I have already told them I wish them not to go. Call me a prude if you will but I don't want to her about overs love life in detail or other wise for the most part. Leave me in my bubble and don't be surprised if I get angery if you pop it. How do I feel today well here it is:
I want to believe in myself once again
So I dream of a man whose hopes never end
To kiss with a girl who's as lovely as you
I'd give you my heart, if you gave me the truth
And for every tear that is lost from an eye
I'd dig me a well where no man could destroy
I want to believe in a freedom that's bold
But all I remember is the freedom of old
This mess in my head is a mess getting out
But after a while, when my mouth's not so dry
I'll dance up a storm, sure life's looking fine
But as darkness falls, I return to my bed
Don't ask me more questions, don't mess with my head
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still
So next time you see me, don't ask for my name
For I am the King and sure long may I reign
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
It does really rhym and makes little sense I am sure but it's the same with these feelings.
I want to believe in myself once again
So I dream of a man whose hopes never end
To kiss with a girl who's as lovely as you
I'd give you my heart, if you gave me the truth
And for every tear that is lost from an eye
I'd dig me a well where no man could destroy
I want to believe in a freedom that's bold
But all I remember is the freedom of old
This mess in my head is a mess getting out
But after a while, when my mouth's not so dry
I'll dance up a storm, sure life's looking fine
But as darkness falls, I return to my bed
Don't ask me more questions, don't mess with my head
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still
So next time you see me, don't ask for my name
For I am the King and sure long may I reign
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
It does really rhym and makes little sense I am sure but it's the same with these feelings.
2 Comments:
Hmmm the plot thickens...
what was that? is that for real?... it made sense judge...
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