Sometimes I feel you. But yo, some times I don't. Man, I feel like I know you. But dude why you act so cold? We have equivalent exchange don't we?You give me time, and I repay you with my death right? But, why are you so cold? To me.We have an agreement don't we? You lend me time, I live my life and pay you back with interest .
Sometimes I think I know you. Sometimes I think I know what your about, and your secrets. I feel so close to the truth sometimes, but when I get near, you seem to disappear. I don't get why you give me life, but put me in limbo...Why don't you let me move? Why is it that the sands of time is falling grain by grain, but my experiences decrease. Why is it that I breath more air as time goes on, but it doesn't fulfill my lungs?
Sometimes I do know you. Cruel, evil and wicked. Looking at me with your beady little fucked up eyes , and weird how only I can see them. oh but i see you. You stare at me with your melancholy face smiling, only to scar me from behind without me knowing. Punk. Sometimes I know you well, we've dealed in the past with things I shouldn't have. Touched. Why is it that I owe you more then I've ever borrowed? Why is it that I must pay thrice of what you've lend me.
Sometimes, I want to forget you. And in sometime I hope I will.
- No idea what I wrote, but I just wrote what I felt on the spot... hrm.. maybe it means something, maybe it doesn't. I guess there is somethings in my heart I need to clear out. I guess in this little poem, the world represents my past. The things I always wanted , such as wealth, fame and etc... However, as I live my life, I guess I started to see the imbalance. How much Effort I put into the world, but to gain nothing out of it. Limbo... I wonder why I used that word... A state of unmoving. I guess I felt trapped in this world. I have my own guesses, what is your take on it :) ?