Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Paranoid
"I believe that love and trust are one in the same.
I don't think you can truly love somebody unless you trust them
That blind trust, that beyond a shadow of a doubt.
No matter what this persons saying, that person.
You believe your man" ...
"You wanna check into the Heartbreak hotel, but sorry we're closed"...
Stop looking for the worst and stop expecting to get hurt.
Lyrics:
Why are you so paranoid?
Don't be so paranoid
Don't be so...
Baby, don't worry about it
Hey there, don't even think about it
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things
VERSE #1:
All of the time, you really wanna spend your whole life alone
A little time out might do ya good, might do us good before you're done for good
Because I could make it good, I could make it hood, I could make you come, I could make you gooo
I could make you hot, I could make you fly, make you touch the sky, Hey, maybe sooo
All of the time, you be up in my, checking through my cell phone, baby no
You wanna kill the vibe, on another night, here's another fight Oh, here we go (Oh, here we go)
HOOK:
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Lady, we'll go out to the floor
Anyway, they don't know you like I do (They don't know)
They'll never know you (Never know)
Anyway, they don't know you like I do (Never know)
They'll never know you
VERSE #2
All of the time, you wanna complain about the nights alone
So now, you here with me, show some gratitude, leave the attitude way back at home
Yeah, you see 'em look, baby, let 'em look, give you cold looks cuz we look cold
Yeah, you heard about all the word of mouth, don't worry about what we can't control
All the talk in the world, loss in the world 'till you finally let that thing gooo
You wanna check-in to the heartbreak hotel but sorry we're closed
HOOK:
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Baby, we'll go out to the floor
Anyway, (Hey!) they don't know you like I do (To the floor)
They'll never know you (Never know)
Anyway, they don't know you like I do (They don't know)
They'll never know you
HOOK:
Baby, don't worry 'bout it
Lady, don't even think about it
You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing
You worry bout the wrong thing...
Anyway, they don't know you like I do
They'll never know you
Anyway, they don't know you like I do
They'll never know you
Anyway, they don't know you like I do
They'll never know you
Anyway, they don't know you like I do
They'll never know you
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
*Continued... Is this the DescEND?
Sunday, October 12, 2008
“It’s better to have loved and lost then to of never loved at all...”
Says the one who has never truly loved...
The truth be told as Kanyeazy said, “See what I want so much, should never hurt this bad...” I guess it's Bittersweet Poetry.
It literally kills you being pushed away from something that you desire so much. Mind you it’s been a work in progress for the entire time. Neither one of us could meet each other’s emotional needs. I’m not here to place any blame because that would justify our unreasonable ending, rather I’m here to tell you why I thought we went wrong. Since the beginning we dug ourselves into a tiny hole, still very manageable we could get in an out at will, until in this hole we began to dig. We dug out of frustration, anger, and jealousy until the point of no return and this once a tiny hole became a bottomless pit. We came to a point where it was no longer about digging, but rather a big competition of who could tightrope across this bottomless pit without falling. She would lose her step, purposely? And I’d make a choice to pick her up and vice versa deciding we would continue to play this foolish game. I guess you could say in the midst of this big contest, we lost sight of what really mattered, love. It was no longer about love we had been consumed with the game, until I found the opportunity to step off this tightrope, I outstretched my hand and asked her to come with me for I realized this game we were playing was quite stupid. She grabbed my hand, but pulled me right back onto the tightrope for one final game. We walked back and forth until she happened to slip, she was testing me once again, but what she failed to realize that the true test was her ability to get off the tightrope, take my hand and leave with me for if she had noticed the look in my eyes she would be able to see that I had been too tired to play this game one last time. As much as I wanted to pull her up, I had been worn down. With no energy left, I slipped and was hanging off the rope. I hoped she realized that I was going to fall, that I couldn’t pick myself back up and before she understood that it was real, I dropped into the bottomless pit...
To Be Continued...
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Story of my life
A plan to never love someone because he was ‘the man’
The boy would not open his heart, he always up and ran
And when the girl showed him her heart, he never said “I can”
Until one day the boy had met the beauty of his life
He hesitated for a second, but it seemed so right
The boy and beauty hit it off and left without a sight
But what he failed to realize that with Beauty comes a fight
The boy had almost lost his soul and nearly lost his mind
As beauty got what she deserved as she drew all the lines
But now the boy had left the beauty only there to find
That Beauty only lasts so long till it ages over time
So now the boy is all alone, he never up and ran
His heart had opened up just once, he now knows that he can
And so we see the boy we knew, the boy without a plan
No longer just the boy today, the boy became ‘the man’