infinity, she said

Monday, March 21, 2005

run, hide; escape

they walk pass; hate my past
do i have a soul so clear
that they see right through the heart
they shun and they stare
it brings me such despair

then the mind tells the flesh
seek escape, hide, ...whatever, run!
comfort lies between innocence and youth
thus thy flesh goes through hibernation
while thy mind takes control to forget of sins and shame done in moments of fool
body becomes a living tool.

triumph to ruins
my trump card has lost its abilities, i see it is as common as grass that grows on ground. there goes my pride, as i see more artistic and creative talents amongst. indeed photoshop does more for art; indeed such wonders and pretty colours. with more variety, what might seem impossible is nonsense. i should learn to upgrade myself; i really like bryan's poster ideas, especially barbie. nevertheless, the semester has ended; it is time for rest.

gut feeling
if guts take you that far, why should you care
(i sense they hate me.)
do they know my words are blunt
for i've taken a cup of glass
cuts and blood, tear and spill
from thy foul mouth. do they know facades within beneath the beneath
the reason beneath the beneath?
if you dare, decipher me
for my facades
they hide, they're sly, they bite
so if guts have taken me that far, why should i care
i still think they dislike me.

9:21 PM