Whoever said if you build it they will come, was dead on wrong. The truth is, tear it down, and they'll come running. -
I cannot think about my decisions anymore. I cannot look into the future and imagine what my life is going to look like. Because if I do, I know I would break down. I just have to keep going, I have to keep moving and maybe I'll be able to finish on top. I don't know if I'm making the right choices, and at this point, I don't even care anymore. I see people pass me by, as shadows I'll never get to know, and as I watch them walk beside me, sometimes I wish one of them would stay. I can't believe that after all these years, I'm still asking for the same thing. It just goes to show I was right all along and that indeed the more things change, the more they stay the same.
I think I'm at the edge again. But this time I'm not waiting for the courage to jump, I'm waiting for someone to jump with me. Perhaps I wait in vain, as I have countless times before, yet when my gaze sets upon the gloomy sunset, I can't help but feel optimistic. That is my curse, I've come to realise. Forever a dreamer and a fool who believes in happy ever after. A hopeless romantic at heart has no place in this cold and desolate world, I know. The thought scares me beyond reason, and the sheer amount of willpower it takes to keep standing, is overwhelming. The truth shall soon enlighten every fiber of my being. I only hope there's enough of me left, to shine.
I cannot think about my decisions anymore. I cannot look into the future and imagine what my life is going to look like. Because if I do, I know I would break down. I just have to keep going, I have to keep moving and maybe I'll be able to finish on top. I don't know if I'm making the right choices, and at this point, I don't even care anymore. I see people pass me by, as shadows I'll never get to know, and as I watch them walk beside me, sometimes I wish one of them would stay. I can't believe that after all these years, I'm still asking for the same thing. It just goes to show I was right all along and that indeed the more things change, the more they stay the same.
I think I'm at the edge again. But this time I'm not waiting for the courage to jump, I'm waiting for someone to jump with me. Perhaps I wait in vain, as I have countless times before, yet when my gaze sets upon the gloomy sunset, I can't help but feel optimistic. That is my curse, I've come to realise. Forever a dreamer and a fool who believes in happy ever after. A hopeless romantic at heart has no place in this cold and desolate world, I know. The thought scares me beyond reason, and the sheer amount of willpower it takes to keep standing, is overwhelming. The truth shall soon enlighten every fiber of my being. I only hope there's enough of me left, to shine.
