Nothing Like the Present

Thursday, September 13, 2007

I feel angry

That’s what it is

If she wants to throw philo away, so what?

Her grades do not affect me whatsoever

What she does with her life is none of my concern

If she wants to pierce her face, fine

If she wants to kiss a girl, watever

But really

Why am I so angry at her?


Because

I don’t want to see her fail

I don’t want to see her depressed

I don’t want to see her throwing her life away

I don’t want to see her doing empty meaningless acts

I don’t want to see her destroy herself


I see so very clearly

Up until now

These are selfish concerns

It’s all about me

It’s all about me not wanting to see

It's seems that my entire life's a paradox

she's probably better off without my "so-called" help anyway

Am I of any help now?

In the end

I don’t want to see the girl who keeps my standards stumble

all that crap about waiting

Everything seems pointless now

Everything seems pointless


Grow up ben

It’s not about you

Sunday, September 09, 2007

"LOOK"

WHEN OTHERS LOOK
time has passed and still people wonder
"How's it going" is the twinkle in their eye
and their lashes bat with utmost curiosity
"why?!" they ask
rather, "why not?!" they insist
"It's obvious,
It's true,
You can't deny it, so just admit it
Give in to our ways, and you'll love it"
don't be such a sissy,
go get what you want
be a man

WHEN I LOOK
What the?!
No,
I do, but no
only i saw what i did
only i can feel what i can
they ask "why not"
i say "its not going to be me"
besides
stop bugging me
about that
im not ready
i used to think that i was
but that thought in itself, makes me unready

i don't want to be just a man

LOOK
she's changed
there's a different sparkle in her eyes
she's not the girl i fell in love with anymore
she became an ordinary star that got lost in the vast emptiness of space