Too long you have left me here to die,
not anymore, not this time.....
Friday, February 4, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Uniform
I came across this song a few days back and I thought I'd add the lyrics here. Because they make a lot of sense, and are true in a twisted serene way. Its called uniform by bloc party
There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same
Wearing their masks of cool and disinterest
Commerce dressed up as rebellion
Because we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last forever
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt
Drink to forget your blues on the weekend
Think about more things to buy
The TV taught me how to sulk and to love nothing
And how to grow my hair long
So why do you go picking fights that you will lose?
(When u have entertainment, when give you things to pass the time)
So why do you have to go thinking thoughts that are above you?
(You can be happy, just play dumb)
Well I was brave
And unique,
Intelligent,
A snowflake
I could have been a hero
No-one can be trusted over the age of 14
Tattoo our arms
Converse shoes
Cynical
But we still do it
We tell ourselves that we're different
I've gotten so good at lying to myself
All, all my pain and honour is used up
All my guns are rusted
So when are you going to realise those are not your wrongs to right
Have another line, have another drink
(Pop songs won’t change the government)
I am a martyr I just need a motive
I am a martyr I just need a cause
I'm a believer I just need to a moment
I'm a believer I just need a cause
We're finding it hard to break the mould
We are finding it so hard to be alone
We're finding it hard to have time by ourselves
We have nothing at all to say
Uniform
There was a sense of disappointment as we sped away
All the teenagers looked the same
There was a sense of disappointment as we left the mall
All the young people looked the same
Wearing their masks of cool and disinterest
Commerce dressed up as rebellion
Because we are so handsome and we are so bored
So entertain us, tell me a joke
Make it long, make it last forever
Make it cruel just make me laugh
We can't be hurt
Drink to forget your blues on the weekend
Think about more things to buy
The TV taught me how to sulk and to love nothing
And how to grow my hair long
So why do you go picking fights that you will lose?
(When u have entertainment, when give you things to pass the time)
So why do you have to go thinking thoughts that are above you?
(You can be happy, just play dumb)
Well I was brave
And unique,
Intelligent,
A snowflake
I could have been a hero
No-one can be trusted over the age of 14
Tattoo our arms
Converse shoes
Cynical
But we still do it
We tell ourselves that we're different
I've gotten so good at lying to myself
All, all my pain and honour is used up
All my guns are rusted
So when are you going to realise those are not your wrongs to right
Have another line, have another drink
(Pop songs won’t change the government)
I am a martyr I just need a motive
I am a martyr I just need a cause
I'm a believer I just need to a moment
I'm a believer I just need a cause
We're finding it hard to break the mould
We are finding it so hard to be alone
We're finding it hard to have time by ourselves
We have nothing at all to say
Uniform
There was a sense of disappointment as we sped away
All the teenagers looked the same
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Come away
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
K&R
Staring into the empty reflection
at fading lines from yesterday
trying to redraw the same
to get me through another day
the black stares back at me
the precision mocking my gaze
concealing all that i couldn't see
fall pretense they help me upkeep
Oh, how i try to smudge these lines,
to extend them beyond the eyes
trying to be what i couldn't be,
fake beauty i couldn't conceal.
at fading lines from yesterday
trying to redraw the same
to get me through another day
the black stares back at me
the precision mocking my gaze
concealing all that i couldn't see
fall pretense they help me upkeep
Oh, how i try to smudge these lines,
to extend them beyond the eyes
trying to be what i couldn't be,
fake beauty i couldn't conceal.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
I am such a fool!

I am such a fool. For holding on to someone who cares naught. For saving every bit of conversation, random memories, clinging on to every sweet word spoken and every wisp of hope no matter how frail. I am such a fool to believe, to hope, to stop and wonder, to gaze and to waste time imagining how lucky I would be. For all the time I wasted on you, I pity myself. For every moment I held my breath when you said you had something to say or something to ask. I look back to not so long ago and feel like such a fool for letting you hold back so much of me. For giving you the power, consciously, to make an idiot out of me. For the insane number of times, I let your moves determine mine only to discover I am none the better. Time goes on and I am none the wiser. Never will be. I realize my folly and continue to revel in it. Foolish, insane me. I forgot what it was like to give up when one should. I forgot the rules taught to one as a child. I look back at little pieces of saved conversations and smile at every random line. I talk about you all the time only to realize that you might never think of me except in random passing. And that thought itself makes me smile. How silly you have made me become. How lost in random hope. How inane and naïve. Yet, in all of this foolishness I cannot help but feel helpless. How do you draw yourself out of the secured web of dreams you wove so carefully? How do you walk out unscathed when all the wisps have long gone and left behind nothing but mild traces of the foolishness behind? I wonder. And I remain. Caught in this web, for as long as I can remember. Shrinking back into my safe abode, before my realization can hurt me anymore. I am safe in my foolishness….don’t make me leave here.
#I know I have posted this on the other blog too. Don't ask me for reasons. I just couldn't make up my mind as to where this should go#
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Winter!
Her life!

She sat in the field
With hands that bled
as she pulled out thorns
so carefully planted
in the folds of her perfect life.
She walked on alone
eyes spilling tears
as she fought monsters
no longer confined
to just beneath the bed.
Where did the princess go
when life suddenly took its turn?
like a ragged doll now torn apart
thrown onto bare streets
left for the dogs to play with.
She had never seen life like this
she said
she wasn't built for this
she tried
to break free of all things
she cried
that now pulled her apart.
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