I decided that, as far as unfairness will go
what i am will get me what i am up to
a 60% will return a 60%
a perfect will return a perfect
a fail will return a fail
so as theory goes.
ever watched how a 10% results in 100%?
or a 90% resulting in a fail?
yeah, life does that.
it simply means you ain't in control of your life yet.
i'm gonna join some skating organization and put my perfect inside there and hope to achieve, find and get a perfect.
it's juz rambling...
All I can see are the Clouds that won't fade away
I sit on an empty grass hill
staring across till i'm fill
where the sun set and rise each morn
wishin' away this dead atmosphere i adorn
thoughts slip out of my head and drift away
slowly by slow i'm dusting each day
where the sun meets the horizon
is the amount of pictures i've drawn
images of solitude
images of a flickering prelude
my soul ceases to move
and i realise that hope is never a truth
the wind sweep past
across, over the hills so vast
and i lie on the highest hill
waiting, slowly, to then, to till...
to till the skys turn red
to till i am dead
to till i can't no more on the hills lay
to till all i can see are clouds that won't fade away
and i sit up and lace my fingers, placing my heavy head onto them, resting my elbows on my knees and feel the zephyr whip through me with my frozen eyes staring at the horizon, staring, hoping, wishing.
i know nothing will ever come out. and one day, just that one day, i gave up and walked away, far far away, and i never once looked back.
i never looked back at the person who was just like me, waiting waiting, but we just never noticed there was someone on the hill behind us.
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not sure what your poem is talking about, but i have my own interpretation about it. probably has some hidden meaning. probably its on certain things which you left behind and never looked back and never regretted.
there is more than meets the eye.
Take care yo.
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