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Thursday 25 June 2009
Highest hopes

Tears of unprecedented beauty
Reveal the truth of existence
We're all sadists

I don't know why, I still can't get you out of my head. Why? Yes, you're just another guy I get to meet in life. But somehow, I don't know how you do it but you indirectly fucking gave hope to me. And now, I feel as though you're slipping away, just like the rest.

I can't see you, I can't hear you
Do you still exist?

I can't feel you, I can't touch you,
Do you exist?

I can't taste you, I can't think of you,
Do we exist at all?

I guess I shouldn't hope too much cause there's been countless times when I had the highest hopes in my point of life, it just came crashing down and giving me a slap on both cheeks that just screams "Welcome back to reality, wanderer!"

What should I do now? Help.

Do we dream at night
Or do we share the same old fantasy?
I am a silhouette of the person wandering in my dreams

The lucidity of my mind has been revealed in new dreams
I am able to travel where my heart goes
In search of self-realization

I know I stand no chance, just look who I am right now. Do I stand out from the rest? I don't. I'm timid, I lack courage; just standing near you makes my legs turn into jello material. Believe it or not, I need help from a mate, just so that I can stand properly on my feet. How helpless can I be?

Teach me how to see and free the disbelief in me
What we get is what we see, the phantom agony

Tears of unprecedented beauty
Reveal the truth of existence
We're all pessimists

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