Out of My Mind

In the dark, I wasn’t sure whose tears those were anymore.

I can be as destructive as I want, history has a brilliant record of such. Sometimes much more so, even.

Go away. Go away.

Self-protection is such strange, little thing.

It is easy not to be happy, cos you won’t ever wonder if happiness has an expiry date of its own. When you are happy, you are constantly thinking of ways of maintaining it, and wondering when it will slip you by.

Once bitten, twice shy, thrice….fool, a fucking one that is.

Sometimes I think some people are just not capable of being happy, cos insecurities are just too much of a bitch to handle.

As for those who think they can make a difference, who are they kidding?

Let me in
to see you in the morning light
to get me on and all along the tears they come
see all come
I want you to believe in life
but I get the strangest feeling that you’ve gone away
will you find out who you are too late to change?
I wish I could be
every little thing you wanted
all the time
I wish I could be
every little thing you wanted
all the time
some times
lift me up
just lift me up don’t make a sound
and let me hold you up before you hit the Ground
see all come
you say you’re all right
but I get the strangest feeling
that you’ve gone away- you’ve gone away
and will you find out who you are too late to change?
I wish I could be
every little thing you wanted
all the time
I wish I could be
every little thing you wanted
all the time
some times
Don’t give me up
don’t give me up tonight
or soon nothing will be right at all
salvation
will you find out who you are too late to change?
I wish I could be
every little thing you wanted