March 24, 2010

since you.

i was alone,
falling free.
trying my best not to forget.

it's too much now,
it has annoyed me.
what happened to us?
what happened to me?

we live our dreams alone,
fading like the stars.
we wished to be heroes.

and it's little by little,
we're losing everything,
we ever dreamed off to be.

but since you're leaving,
since you hate me.
i kept on thinking how,
how could i fly like you,
how could i flea like you.

trying my best,
not to forget.
forgetting the names and faces,
and the sex,
and the drugs,
and all the complications.

we dream our dreams alone,
fading like the stars.
we wished to be enemies.

and it's little by little,
we're losing everything,
we ever dreamed off to be.

since you're leaving,
since you hate me,
i kept on thinking how,
how could i fly like you,
how could i flea like you.

i never thought that i'll lose anyone.
i never learn it for so many times.
i was confused by the power it be.

i never want to be the one fool rushes in,
but it's still empty here.
and i was alone and i am falling free.

- he says.

March 20, 2010

another wasted breath.

i think i'm doing well,
from what they say.

i believe in luck,
i think i do.

but i believe for sure,
whenever that i see you.

- he says.

gone.

hand out of the window,
feeling the wind flowing on my hand.
drove pass the golf club,
the guard stand.
but i am not waving any good bye.

i waited for you, 
as i stand there,
waiting for you to remember.

as i drive,
and i began to wonder,
how did the ghost has been there so long,
and not saying any good byes.

so long,
so long.

the speaker in the next door is blown,
so nothing sound quite right.

wish i could just drive through the night,
and wave this town good bye.

so long,
so long.

i was here,
but now i am gone.

i am taking my time, 
taking this drive,
waving this town good bye.

i will leave it under the cupboard and in front of your door,
all of our memories.
summer kiss,
among the sky,
just before she says good bye.

you were here, 
but now you're gone.

- he says.

March 19, 2010

for a close friend.

i know you're strong,
yes you are.

sorry i wasn't there for you like i used to.
things seems has changed following the course of humanity and time.

still,
i did not neglect what you are.
i care about you.

do,
take care of your self.
do,
things that will make you happy.

remember what i said.
lie to your self,
as you said,
there will be a happy ending.

listen dear,
you write your story your self.
you're the hero,
you're the villain.

- he says.

March 13, 2010

i am a thoughtless jerk, you say?

well, maybe i am.
this is not something new.
being this jerk,
i wanted to be.

being such a hypocrite,
i love to be one.

hear me say,
"i'm a hypocrite."

now you know.
how it feels like to be indicted in your cave.
you created a world of your own,
you asked for my courage to teach you to be shy.

you threw rocks at me,
pissed in the wind in front of me.
still,
who were there for you?
me.

take a glance of yourself through the shadows.
i know you're the brightest,
as you glow in the dark.
inside it all feels the same.

i cherish you.
you were always my unintended.
expect the unexpected.

you have me, 
i would say yes,
but don't ever think you own me.

i am a song that no one sings,
a chord that no one plays.

this is me.
i am me.

- he says.

March 11, 2010

will that blow their minds, baby?

my life,
is just one big dream.
i am lost in what it means.

don't wake me because it is almost over.

these voices in my mind,
keeps telling me that its time,
to wake me up because it is almost over.

- he says.

March 7, 2010

brace yourself, 
fucker.

i am,
going to break your face.

i will.

- he says.

March 5, 2010

what an ass.

you always think that you're the best.
yeah,
you're the very best.
you're the strongest one.

i say fuck it.
fuck you.

- he says.

it is just an act of depression.

i have nothing.

but i am definetly something.

- he says.

i miss me.

as i walk through this field,
i realize about my past.
i see the image of the field,
still the same.
only some trees has grown a little bit bigger than the last time i came here.

sat down under my favorite spot,
when i was a lot younger.
i began to ponder,
does my memories still linger here?

that place haven't change so much.
but i asked myself, 
what have i done with my life?
in just a few years,
i have changed a lot.

i changed a lot and i have lost count.

- he says.

what are you?

who are you?
do you wanna die?
it's not that i think you're not funny.
where do you hail from?
who's your follower?
will they be throwing cash for you if you're on stage?
can i see you on the news?
are you a redneck?
are you a virgin?
are you a shaken frizzy water bottled drink?
what are you thinkin?
why am i in love with you?
when will you be through?
- he asks.

just love him.

i never thought that i could fall,
falling away with the speed of sound.
every thing is just like an empty portal,
keep moving and turning around.

holding on to the future,
i gave up my past.
in this fantasy,
i realize at last.

if this love's standing on my own,
would you be the center of my hope?
if this love's telling the test of time,
would you be accepting all my lies,
in my life?

i never thought of you and me.
the moral we're supposed to be.
i just cant stop telling,
that i love him.

i never thought that i could be,
someone that you wont let me be free.
we're just to sweet together,
but bloody shit,
well we're not.

holding on to the future,
i gave up my past.
in this reality, 
i realize at last.

if this love's standing on my own,
would you be the center of my hope?
if this love's telling the test of time,
would you be accepting all my lies,
in my life?

i never thought of you and me,
the moral we're supposed to be.
i just cant stop telling,
that i love him.

- he says.

if if if.

is it a faithful choice?
i don't think it is.

is it faithful to have more than two at once?
i think it is.

you don't know me, 
you never will.
even if you paint my picture really well, 
with all the expected details, 
still you're not worth it.

ever wondered why policemen have two pistols most of the time?
because,
if,
as if,
if and only if,
this world is lead by two different factories.

that is,
one to kill,
and one to start a life.

so i am asking my self in front of the mirror,
am i faithful to you?
fortunately,
i am not.

you're show was too good.
good job, 
you brought a kid.
good to see you,
banana.

- he says.

March 2, 2010

this is something real, as real as it gets.

friend,
dear friend.
 
yesterday.
to know that i was such an ass,
never knew that i portrayed this image of a loser.
yes, 
i admit i was ashamed.

i just did not have the guts to tell you so.

today.
sorted things out.
glad as hell we did.
thanks.
this is something real.
as real as it gets,
we never know what we might come across tomorrow.

tomorrow.
as for yesterday,
again i wish you thank you.
and i apologize.

friends,
as usual.
i wish.

- he says.