Liquid Metal
Being betrayed, never happens. Do people not betray me because I'm too naive? I feel that I don't get the blunt sides of people, I'm always kept in the dark. Maybe I should let my inner asshole shine and see what some of you are made of...I'm really kidding. I think that I just happen to be very lucky and I know many real, honest people...or am I just disillusioned? My closest always have my best interests at hand, whether or not I'm ready to swallow it. Recently in my life, my closest have clashed. I've noticed in my life, that I have many clique groups of friends. I imagine most of them would never mesh. This is why I'm spread so thin. I have too many personalities among different groups, but I enjoy it. I feel like a whole person, or maybe I'm just fake. Who knows? Perhaps it's time to shed the masks and you can see the ugliness within...man, that's fucking scary.
Whence searching myspace I find that many people feel the same as I do - they are searching, but does that mean we are all the same? Everyone wants to be "someone" so they don't feel the failure. I'm actually startled at how much music means to so many different people. But should I be? Musicianship brings a whole new meaning to music for a person, because they are creating it. It doesn't take away nor change (the core of) what music means to that person. As a living testament to what music can do for a person, I really shouldn't be surprised but I am. I like that.
I was tripping on the pontoon the other weekend. The carpet in the pontoon started swirling after I had only 2 drinks. It only did it for a small while, but I was amazed! For all my knowledge of drugs, I know that alcohol isn't a hallucinogen. Perhaps Jack does more than he claims to, sort of like how Coke was originally infused with cocaine (thus its name).
For once in a long while, I felt my heart overflow this weekend. I just must have captured the moment and it was overwhelming. I'm a little disappointed that none of my friends were there with me. I don't always like experiencing these epitomes on my lonesome. Lately I've been grasping for some real emotion. I'm so numb it kills me. I've been feeling the most alive when I'm by myself. Maybe it's the only time I feel like I'm being real. Why am I so spineless. We've come full circle. Maybe it's not others who betray me, it's just me.
Whence searching myspace I find that many people feel the same as I do - they are searching, but does that mean we are all the same? Everyone wants to be "someone" so they don't feel the failure. I'm actually startled at how much music means to so many different people. But should I be? Musicianship brings a whole new meaning to music for a person, because they are creating it. It doesn't take away nor change (the core of) what music means to that person. As a living testament to what music can do for a person, I really shouldn't be surprised but I am. I like that.
I was tripping on the pontoon the other weekend. The carpet in the pontoon started swirling after I had only 2 drinks. It only did it for a small while, but I was amazed! For all my knowledge of drugs, I know that alcohol isn't a hallucinogen. Perhaps Jack does more than he claims to, sort of like how Coke was originally infused with cocaine (thus its name).
For once in a long while, I felt my heart overflow this weekend. I just must have captured the moment and it was overwhelming. I'm a little disappointed that none of my friends were there with me. I don't always like experiencing these epitomes on my lonesome. Lately I've been grasping for some real emotion. I'm so numb it kills me. I've been feeling the most alive when I'm by myself. Maybe it's the only time I feel like I'm being real. Why am I so spineless. We've come full circle. Maybe it's not others who betray me, it's just me.
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