| kids don't like to share #8 |
| a girl called kill. she wanders astray into the night. lurking in the shadows of your very existence. watching your every move. tragic falls into your lap. as she isn't too far behind. she knows your every step. even before you make them. she knows you better than you know yourself. she watches every second of your life. with every glance over your shoulder. she is locked dead on. focused on your thoughts as you say it in your head. she is whispering them from afar. just like if she's in your head as we speak. listening to your darkest most personal thoughts. even suggesting a few. she knows everything about you. she knows the pain you are going through. she feels all the hurt. when you're scared, she is scared. when you wake up in a cold sweat. she wakes up in a cold sweat. when everything is said and done.she is the only one that will be by yourside. and when you're on your deathbed. she is lying right next to you. fight. when there is twenty hands trying to hold you down. you're passed around and passed out. but you still come back for more. not letting no one tell you when to give up. you wont let anybody tell you how to live. with a million reasons. with all signs pointing to yes. when everyone tells you it's better this way. yon see no good could come out of this. with the millions you only need to find one. when everyone tells you what to do, what to say, everything. i think you gave up a long time ago. if you don't have the guts to stand on your own two feet. if you go around letting everyone tell you what to do. you already let yourself down. because this is your life. not theres, only you can live it. one chance to make your life worth living. waking up and seeing everything like it's the first time. don't ever let yourself become someone else. you have only one shot at life. and if you are ever left lying in the dirt face down. tell yourself "who said it had to end like this". fight. the last time this year. i waved, you smiled back. i almost had forgotten how beautiful your smile is. this happened on a friday, a few weeks before a show i went to on saturday. it was either a christmas party for my job that i knew i would hate or going to a show. i choosed the show and i saw you there. i made the right choice to go to tis show. as i was drinking a beer i saw you standing there with your friends. no boyfriend intact. i guess wishing someone would break up with another person wasn't such a bad thing. the show was about 4 to 5 hours long and i watched you the whole night. i totally forgot there was even bands playing that night. my eyes was glued on you. this was the longest i have ever saw you in a day. i wouldn't take back one second of that time i spent watching you rom afar. i watched you as you talked with your friends, talked on your cell phone, smoked your cigarettes and nodded your head to the music. you were wearing this black shirt with a dragon and two stars on the back. you also wore ths black jacket that you kept putting on and taking off and putting around your waist. i watched you the whole night and i was happy again. this was the longest i have ever been happy. i don't think you saw me until the ending of the show. as i was wearing my vandals shirt you walked right past me and i know you saw me because i looked into your eyes. as you were looking into mine i knew you noticed me. i will always remember you forever and now i know that you now know i still exist. |
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