I feel sick.
Not really sure why, probably just tension. I still think...well, nevermind.
I admire those humans out there labeled troublemakers...the ones who are smartasses and who pull pranks and do small time in jail. The ones who never really hurt anyone, unless its accidental. They are tough and fiery. I admire their fire. Or, I want their fire. Its something I don't posess, Im just angsty, not fiery. These people are usually redheads and have had hard lives but they are ok, even through all of that. They amaze me. They outshine me. I have a respect for those with no fear. Some people call it stupid, I call it superhuman. Funny, probably some of them would give anything to trade places with me.
My thoughts are running everywhere...
I am so confused. No peace, no peace, no matter what road I take. I am going to be crushed again, oh well. Not much to do about that...
Eventually Im gonna have to quit running in circles and find a way to move on with whatever it is Im supposed to do with my life...I just wonder how long its gonna take for my heart to figure this out. God, my head hurts.
I want to ask questions, questions I can't ask him so Ill ask them here.
Do you love her?
Is it like when you loved me?
Does she know what you want to call your daughter?
Does she know that when you're up on the parkway your eyes have flecks of gold in them?
Does she make you laugh?
Or, more importantly, does she make you cry?
Has she earned a nickname yet?
Does the pain go away when you're around her, or is it just forgotten?
Who do you think about when you're alone?
Do you remember me at all?
Do her kisses make all the chaos stop?
Does she know you're a virgin?
Would you find me ugly now, now that I've proven I can make a mistake?
Do you call her perfect?
Can you think of anything to say to her that you haven't said to me?
Does she know that your favorite season is fall?
Is she still jealous of me?
Does she have a reason to be?
If she searched your house, would she still find traces of me?
When you are apart from her, do you feel like you're dying?
But most of all, does she make you complete and happy?
If she does, Ill give up. Thats all I need to know to live.
There will be no tomorrow
Babylon is falling
And all the prayers
From halls of lead
Have no buisness with you
And somehow it's alright
Somehow it will always be alright
As long as you stay
As long as you stay
Close the door.