Reflections

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Its easy enough to be wise, to sink into eden with you, to measure these things buy your brains, but to look into gypsy eyes, can you recognize?

I am alone in the darkness, can you hear me now, are you the same, or are you different some how? I just want you to know who I am.

Can I be sure you wont hurt me, if I let you in? can I trust you?

If I gave you my heart, if I gave you my soul, would you take me apart, would you make me whole? can I trust you?

I would give up forever to touch you, just so you know who I am, I know you feel me some how, your the closest to my being (race) that I will ever taste, but I don't want the world to see me, when everything that is, is made to be broken and feels like the movies, and I don't want the world to see me, when it is so judgmental. no more judgments, just acceptance is all I give and need.

Yet,.......I just want serenity, to be left alone, no more people knocking at my door telling me I am not what they want, that I must be this way or that way to be accepted, I am the one in your soul, your inner child, that just wants to be accepted for who I am, what more needs to be said? I hold you with my inner child.

Its easy to turn to drugs when the rest of the world wont let our souls rest because they think they are better then us, but does it matter? really! does it?! do we really want to be like them? I am not the one so far away, I don't remember why I came, only that I am here. here, have another toke, hold the smoke, have another drink, empty thoughts will fill your ears. it will all fade away, a day turned into endless dreams till all the days end and we dream no more.

full of broken thoughts, I can not repair, you are someone else, I am still right here, everyone I know, goes away in the end..

If I could start again, would I?

perhaps I should let my self be dissected by the worms, no, I cant take it, the world is to much forsake-it, thinking they are much more perfect,.. perhaps alls I need is alittle patience, but the world is so much in a rush.

I walk the streets at night, wondering if I can get it all right, should I try? should I even listen? to meet there standards is about trying to meet gods, never right, always a sinner, why try? to make them happy? where is my dish? when can I be happy and accepted?! welcome to the jungle!

come and dance with me, or step aside. I bow and ask for pardon, but I ask no more for acceptance or I will wait forever to accept my self and be happy for who and what I am.

Come,
Dance.

well, i know the first line is from live's 'i alone'..

sure, why not? many times music in reflection helps us to say the things we feel when we sometimes have a hard time finding the words we want to say.

I am who I am and I cannot be any other than myself.
To do such is a crime against nature,
As is to harm the tender child that clings to thee,
For protection and for warmth.

To be oneself is to be free,
To be a man, to be human.
For if one must repress their own personality,
One is without their soul.

And so I beg of you fine sir,
Who doth look down upon me,
Please spare me your self-righteous judgement,
For I am who I am and I cannot be any other than myself.

excellent!