Sunday, December 10, 2006
Hearts and the Idiot
" Sorrow is what I hate but it's grown my sensations
Regrets taught me how to make any hard decisions
Peace is always by my side but I've never felt it once
Love is not the word only for the sweet romance"
But for those who are idiotic enough to listen to another idiot in this idiotic world (yes, ive written the word idiot 11 times now, I'm aware), I'd like to exclaim how I feel like I've been swimming for 5 straight hours. You know the feeling right? After 5 hours of swimming, your legs are kinda weak, your vision gets kinda blurry, your eyes start to water and you're too tired to pick yourself up. That's what I'm feeling but honestly, I haven't been swimming for 5 hours, it's just that it feels that way s'all.
Probably another analogy for the feeling I'm having is to have to sit through a math class on a perfect summer afternoon. It's excruciatingly painful, simple right? It feels as though you're world is being torn apart into
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Yes, math class does that to me. Sitting inside a rinky-dinky classroom while looking outside the window, is simply unbearable. I could just stand up and leave probably, but that won't get me anywhere in my so-called future would it? Haha the idiot has rules! or are they really rules? I've always been under the impression that the world hates me because I think of it as idiotic. Who'd have thought that the world didn't want to be called an idiot? but I don't want to blame it, it's just there not doing anything - spinning on its axis, rotating around some star since the dawn of time - I'd go crazy and take it out on people too if I was the one in its place. Wow, something in common, mutual bitterness - I think I'm in love.
I want to know a lot of things, really but more than anything, I want to know about myself. I want to know why I'm such an idiot. I want to know why I have things called feelings or why they have to be hurt. I want to know the line between friends and lovers, when to cross that line. I myself can never put myself under a microscope, if I could, maybe I could make wiser decisions, decisions that won't ultimately bite me in the ass. But as my friend Chester pointed out, if I got what I wanted everytime, I wouldn't be living a life. Even so, I do want some things to go right sometimes - I think I am due some good days or blessings - just that, well, I don't so I'm angry, pissed and, most of all, hurt.
In the end though, I cannot do anything about it. I will remain the idiot, trying to learn from my mistakes in the hopes to make things better and I will still remain on this drooling idiot of a world that messes it all up.
I do appreciate that you value our friendship, I guess I really need to know that to move on.
Riding the Lightning
9:39 PM