- diamond princess - Posted February 15, 2004 Tired My hands can no longer brudden the pain, I long to smile in silence at any given name, But worried over who I might become, If I lead the life that only feels so wrong, I want to run across the field at mid day, Raise my hands up high and let it rain, So tired of this world and all the problems, Am I here to live in peace or to solve them, I've given up on all the worldly goods Love is not worth the effort that I put, I just wanna sleep on a soft pad of clouds, And not to worry about life's up's and downs. .:peace n luv:. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
NIN_NOOL Posted February 16, 2004 I think youre on to somethin' here. I hecka felt the flow like a warm wind in a spot of some merciless sun blazin' realities. Becouse this is how i feel right now,tired of the daily rigamarole,but i gues i'll get plenty of rest when im six feet under. so if I may... I getz sick and tired/ ticked I'm wired/ like so much explosives/ yet feelings like this ain't nuttin but corrosive/ at most theyre the clossest/ I need to be chilled shoutin' shade, but shady? na but it's all gravy/ can't fade this reality we all need to take five, seen? but it's you and me baby/ you and me my peoples/ quick to debate the evils we seen lately/ in a quest to be equal I seek no less than what's real// enough still/ that it's just the appeal of what's true that moves me/ Truly and the beauty of it all is despite the fatigue we can still stand tall/ empty hands and all. Thanx for the vent session. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites