Tuesday, December 20, 2011

And you smile

That bitter taste of lemon
Like a river flowing downhill, mere water
That accomplishes nothing

Another kite cut heartlessly
Where do I collect the remnants of that colorful flight
In this hollow dark night

A big lie, when they say
It’s all in the journey
Only meant to pacify the losers

There never is a middle ground,
Either you make it or you don’t; history will tell
Only that your run was not good enough

Did I actually see it
Or was it just another mirage in my desert
Beautiful but not a part of my story any more

And you smile, is it the end of a road
Or that of a journey, unkind future
to give a small hint.

Friday, December 2, 2011

This ain't my story

I don't say that these words are my own
Or that they have never been written before
All I say is that this is how I feel

Judge me not for nothing is completely true
For what you see is what you want to see

Love me not for what you feel is me in a distant past
For thoughts change, people change