looking up at you, you seem so far away.
lost in your own world, but its your own world that you fear.
as you hide in your comfort zone, things passing by cause you to cower.
and you try to avoid these by feigning ignorance.
you are nothing like her.
nothing like the one i used to like.
incomparable, incomprehensible, forever out of reach.
two days ago i watched wall-e. wtf, gay show.
or thats what i thought.
i think that the expression of love and freedom in the movie is incomparable and incomprehensible.
unrequitedness in the face of adversity.
humanity despite heartlessness.
this are the things people lack these days.
after a year and a half serving her, i don't feel any smarter.
despite the marvelousness of the show, it fails to touch on one point.
jealousy.
when there is no challenge, humans will become ineffecient, useless, rubbish.
when there is too much of a challenge, it breeds a violent, deadly race brimming with hateful killing intent, when unguided.
but hey, wall-e's not exactly human.
well then, neither am i.
what can you do if she's better than you?
how do you win an elitist's heart with a peasant grade soul?
can you endure the pains of nobility that a serf cannot understand?
what would you do if he's lower than you?
will you allow your excellence to get the better of you?
can you endure the suffering a commoner goes through?
a pained smile on this servant's face,
a glare from his higher he cannot erase.
how can one so low and commonplace,
seek to reach the greater outer space?
yet does the higher remember all the pains she took
to reach for the higher place from which she looks
treachery,cunning,self-righteousness and scheming
all for that place atop the ceiling?
a life of crime redeemed with a single action?
a greatness, tainted by bad perception?
a hallowed word, soile by misinterpretation?
loving words, rotting with miscommunication?
how is it that one so easily divides,
the world into rich and poor resides,
where one may do whatever he likes,
and the other, not strong enough to fight for his rights.
and those who claim to struggle for truth
so lordly and high up, through the roof
can they be trusted?
are they all saints?
and when we uncover the truth do we say?
"oh, what a wonderful man,
donates a million, straight out of his hand"
when in his swiss back he has billions more
all hoarded up like a dragons store.
delight! defiance! some struggle to show
that people like this are not worth their goal
to attain lofty heights one must realize
that their humanity is the only price.
how do you win an elitist's heart with a peasant grade soul?
can you endure the pains of nobility that a serf cannot understand?
what would you do if he's lower than you?
will you allow your excellence to get the better of you?
can you endure the suffering a commoner goes through?
a pained smile on this servant's face,
a glare from his higher he cannot erase.
how can one so low and commonplace,
seek to reach the greater outer space?
yet does the higher remember all the pains she took
to reach for the higher place from which she looks
treachery,cunning,self-righteousness and scheming
all for that place atop the ceiling?
a life of crime redeemed with a single action?
a greatness, tainted by bad perception?
a hallowed word, soile by misinterpretation?
loving words, rotting with miscommunication?
how is it that one so easily divides,
the world into rich and poor resides,
where one may do whatever he likes,
and the other, not strong enough to fight for his rights.
and those who claim to struggle for truth
so lordly and high up, through the roof
can they be trusted?
are they all saints?
and when we uncover the truth do we say?
"oh, what a wonderful man,
donates a million, straight out of his hand"
when in his swiss back he has billions more
all hoarded up like a dragons store.
delight! defiance! some struggle to show
that people like this are not worth their goal
to attain lofty heights one must realize
that their humanity is the only price.
missing out on the final night.
i got the best sms i ever had last night.
"eh ba, dun emo. i will never forget you."
unfortunately, it was from a guy.
yeah, you 10ppl, i won't forget you either.
i got a blessing this morning.
i caught the final traces of the meteor shower at its peak.
because the area was too bright, i only saw a small glimpse.
but that's payment enough to me, for missing out a final night with others.
"eh ba, dun emo. i will never forget you."
unfortunately, it was from a guy.
yeah, you 10ppl, i won't forget you either.
i got a blessing this morning.
i caught the final traces of the meteor shower at its peak.
because the area was too bright, i only saw a small glimpse.
but that's payment enough to me, for missing out a final night with others.
i'm afraid, i'm unhappy, i'm dissatisfied.
what can i do?
what is there to do?
i cant answer that question.(not those up there)
i cant answer it.
i dunno what to do, i don't know.
AAAAAAAAAAAARGH.
who guards the exguardian?
when everyone else is in a world of their own making, where do the rest turn to?
i can never understand how others think in the end.
what can i do?
what is there to do?
i cant answer that question.(not those up there)
i cant answer it.
i dunno what to do, i don't know.
AAAAAAAAAAAARGH.
who guards the exguardian?
when everyone else is in a world of their own making, where do the rest turn to?
i can never understand how others think in the end.
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