there's something less about her
hey man
I don't wanna hear about love no more
I don't wanna talk about how I feel
I don't really wanna be me no more
Me neither.
dress down now I look a little too
boy next door
maybe I should try to find a downtown [wh*re]
that'll make me look hardcore
I need you to tell me what to stand for
I know what I stand for. I just don't know if I want to keep standing.
I've been looking for something
something I've never seen
we're all looking for something
something to be
Still looking, sure, but...wary, so wary, now, on the other side of this.
hey man
play another one of those heartbreak songs
tell another story how things go wrong
and they never get back
my pain is a platinum stack
take that [sh*t] back
you don't wanna be me when it all goes wrong
you don't wanna see me with the houselights on
I'm a little too headstrong
stand tall
I don't wanna get walked on
Walked on, no. Walked with? Sure. Understood? That may be a reach.
I can't stand what I'm starting to be
I can't stand the people that I'm starting to need
It's less...can't stand, more can't stop getting frustrated by. Less fear of what I'm becoming, more fear of what I'm giving up. Less dislike and more....struggling to cope.
there's so much now
that can go wrong
and I don't need nobody
Well. That's inaccurate.
trying to help it along
it's the same old song
everybody says you've been away too long
everybody wanna tell you what went wrong
wanna make you like an icon
I've never been a good role model. In any world, I'm the living bad example. I have always been what people look to, to tell them what not to do.
That's not going to change...
'til you believe that they're right
I don't wanna hear about love no more
I don't wanna talk about how I feel
I don't really wanna be me no more
Kind of stuck here, though. How does one get away from oneself?
If I find out, I'll let you know.
you don't wanna be me when it all goes wrong
you don't wanna see me with the houselights on
I'm a little too headstrong
we're all looking for something
something to be
Who isn't?
hey man
play another one of those heartbreak songs...
everybody wanna tell you what went wrong
I don't want to admit that I already know.
wanna make you like an icon
Fat chance of that.
'til you believe that they're right--
At least I'm in no danger of that. I'd have to believe I'm a good judge of character to believe other people are right. Especially if they're the ones relying on me. Really, answer's in the question there, innit? Can't rely on the unreliable.
No wonder we're here again.
(Pictures taken at Craigh Na Dun, Fort Stygian, the Junkyard, Silent Town and After the Fall. Song by Rob Thomas, "Something to Be".)
Tags
confusion,
depression,
drama,
friendships,
loss,
pain,
relationships
There is no train. That's why it's real. In RL, I put words together with other words and fabric together with other fabrics, and sew everything together. Married in two worlds, mostly happy in two worlds, shrine maiden of Belopa in my off time (watch, uh, this for, uh...explanation??). Sarcasm is more than a hobby, it's closer to a lifelong avocation.
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