Saturday, June 16, 2012

April 20, 2009

being simple.

i like being able to just chill.

i like keeping life easy.

i like being able to just lay down and daydream,
i wish things were really as plain and simple as i see them
but at the same time, i thirst for chaos.


i like being me,
because im easy to please
and i could be all by myself in a lonely room
and still find a reason to smile.


i like seeing the good in people,
and making them smile
even if its obvious they despise me.



i like driving
when i know where im going
but i get so easily lost (seriously)
that sometimes i have to ask for directions,
and i hate talking to strangers
i even hate ordering pizza,
because i dont know who that is on the other end.



i like the people i am familiar with,
i find comfort in knowing that even though i dont like to talk about things,
i'll have someone that will listen when i decide to speak.


i like that i let things go,
if someone hurts me, i forgive
but ill be damned if i forget.
i like that i pretend like nothing bad happens.


i like that no one really knows me,
it keeps life interesting,
but i like when someone knows what i like
and can see whats on my mind by looking me in the eyes.


i like to pretend like i have super powers,
it makes me feel unique to think
that i could look straight through people
and fly away, and become invisible.



i like pretending that im a rockstar,
but i wish it was easier to imagine a crowd.
maybe then i wouldnt have stage fright.



i like that i block things out,
if something bothers me,
it might as well not exist.



i like that i have the imagination of a four year old,
i am easily amused and not so easily troubbled.



i like that i am a pansy,
i dont have the nerve to say whats on my mind
and i think more than i should,
so in consequence, i bite my toungue.


i like that we think we are free,
but we know that we are slaves to economy.
so we create our own boundaries,
and break the law anyway
because we know it wont change anything.







"try to make ends meet, youre a slave to money. then you die."
-bittersweet symphony, the verve.

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