| H e i B e n S i e W i l l k o m m e n Z u M e i n e s X S I S T E N C E |
"Man's natural character is to imitate; that of the sensitive man is to resemble as closely as possible the person whom he loves. It is only by imitating the vices of others that I have earned my misfortunes." - Marquis De Sade |
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| i'm not sure - what i'm looking for anymore - i just know - that i'm harder to console - i don't see who i'm trying to be - instead of me - but the key - is a question of control. ... if there is a hole in your soul - like an animal - with no conscience - repentance unknown - close your eyez - pay the price for your paradise - devils feed on the seeds - that ar sown. you can't conceal what i feel - what I know is real - no mistaking the faking - that i care - but with a prayer in the air - I will leave it there - on a note full of hope - not dispair. but with all this running around - well it's got me down - just give me a pain that i am used to - I don't need to believe - all the dreams you conceive - you just need to achieve - something that rings true. --- M.L.Gore |
| Yes, I am alone, but then again I always was. As far back as I can tell. I think maybe it's because you were never really real to begin with. I just made up to hurt myself. Yes it did. So I 'm becoming less defined as days go by. Fading away and well you might say. Losing my focus and kind of drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself. Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself. But then I'm less concerned about fitting into the world. Your old world that is, 'cause it doesn't really matter. It really doesn't matter. No, none of this really matters, ...anymore. And now i'm somewhere I am not suppose to be and I can see things I know I really shouldn't see. And now I know why now, know I now why things aren't as pretty on the inside. ---T.Resnor |