Originally posted by ahhGucci@Jan 31st, 2004 - 3:08 pm
Who are you?
Do I really know you better than you do? or
Do I only know how you want to be percieved?
Do I know you as you know yourself, do I know you better?
Do I know you at all? Do you know me? Do you?
When I'm gone will you think of me, as I think of you?
Tell me you will think of me, tell me what you will do.
Tell me I that I care you, I will say it too.
'I care for you, I care for you' tell me if its true!
Tell me why I talk so much, why do I talk so much?
For all I want is to look at you, to gaze at you. To feel you.
But fate won't let me have my wish, an oceans in the way.
You talk to me, what do you say?* 'How are you this lovely day?'
You should try, considering all those other ones you have written.
Alejandro is so stylish and chic
he can advise us all on looking our peak
He's an expert with makeup,
knows about each and every brand
His expertise is surely in high demand
He has pink high tops
oh so cool
they make him look very "old school"
Today's he's turned nineteen
what can he do?
He can legally smoke and get a tattoo
But Alejandro is really at his best
when he's constructing another beautiful dress
He posted one in shimmer and black
That ought to make the great designers clap
He'll be a great designer himself one of these days
Until then though we can only praise...
Happy Birthday Alejandro and all the best!
(> <) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny into your signature to help him on his way to world domination.
I want to come with you
away from the dead, the dumb, the deaf, the blind
away from the fake, the immoral, the callous, the insecure
away from the bleak, the bland, the robots, the servants, the slaves
away from the metal, the plastic, the vinyl
away from the senseless, the defenseless, the brainless
away from the seemingly secure; give me insecurity
throw me into the fire of uncertainty, I want to feel alive
please, i’m begging you, let me feel
let emotions flow, let not the dullness destroy me
do not fail me, I am yours, faithful, strong, loyal
with integrity in my heart, I don’t need a gun to feel like a man
away from the greed, away from that peasant gold of
material wealth brings spiritual death
I don’t care if this has no form, no rhyme
It has a direction and I dare follow
I dare breathe, please let me live, let me give
Believe, knowledge, please let me feel life
let me strive, spread your wings, extend your hand
I don’t want to pretend, it takes so much energy to pretend
I want to feel blood flow through my veins
I want to hear my thoughts loud and clear
I want to be free of the **** and the mockery
let the rat world be for the rats
illusion of freedom, security, decency
so fake, so fake, so fake, so fake
flaky, dull, old, imprisoned minds
this is not mine, this is not true
this is not what ought to be, this is not free, this is not me
Well campers, a person showed me a picture of Twiggy, an Icon of the 60's. I felt different after I saw it. I noticed a change. The words in my head had come to my mouth. I wrote them down as they came out.
I sit here amused, bewildered and, amused,
At long last my mood is good. Like today.
Good day I say with a light puff, not really
A good day, charactarised by British weather.
I sit here a while, looking forth, into the abyss of,
Nothing. Clarity, just a moment, I think and feel,
Feelings end, I cease to think. I blink, again,
'A penny for your thoughts,' please don't pay me,
Tis better to live on your knee's, Than to die,
In a flood of copper, just then it starts to rain,
I look out of my window, and my mood gone,
The happiness I felt, I am disillusioned by
It, What more is there for me to do, but stare and sit!
A random moment of happiness, of affection,
All brought together by a moment of relflection,
when I saw you Twiggy, your flesh I did not see,
I saw my beloved England, my place, my misery.
finally seen it
seen the one thing that did
cause all this pain
been so blind
blinded by you
i didn't find
the wrong in this right
the day in this night
thought it would remain
but instead found out i am insane
insane to be so weak
too weak to realize
what was going on
gave in to this feeling
instead of being strong
pulled me off my feet
out my strength
did not even care when i went
crazy out off my mind
all bleed out now
left this all behind
no more tears even sorrow
not because of you
not worth it at all
should have realized that before
before i went mad
now don't you come thinking I'm sad
feeling bad about you is the last thing now to do