Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
All day -- and all night
I wander the halls along the walls and under my breath
I say to myself
I need fuel -- to take flight --
And there's too much going on
But it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
Is that why they call me a sullen girl -- sullen girl
They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil sea
But he washed me shore and he took my pearl --
And left an empty shell of me
And there's too much going on
But it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
But it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
13 comments:
Maddie!!! I'm SO sorry I didn't call you back last night. In all the confusion I lost my phone. I searched all over and decided to check The Factory parking lot. And there it was. Somehow, it didn't get ran over. I wanted to talk to you so bad. I sent a couple texts to the cell phone. I don't know if you got them. I'll call you again, as soon as I get out of this library. I miss you. I want more to see your face and hold you close tho. A kiss would be great too... but just to hold you I'd be content. Bye.
So THAT'S what your hair looks like now.
duran-its ooooooooook!i'm glad your phone is good.still no texts received but by wednesday i'll have my own phone so yaaaaay!
paul-yes, THAT'S EXACTLY what my hair looks like now. you better watch out cause i'm totally hunting your blockbuster ass down because its been years...well months, but it feels like years now don't it?
elin-thanks! and he's this guy i met in north carolina a few weekends ago. he's commented on here before as "duran wood" w/a link to his myspace page.he's really awesome, and funny, and great to hang out with, and doesn't try to sway my religious beliefs or make me feel bad about dying/cutting my hair and doesn't criticize me for liking screaming music and by gosh i'm happy when i'm around him and i like that.those links i posted on here 4th of july are of him too.yeah
I used to have hope for life.
thanksssss! everything you said is exactly what i'm feeling, for reals yo. kinda what i was telling paul as i'm still trying to find out how to tell josh. i fell into this routine with josh where it was an everyday thing to have the teachings of jehovah's witnessdom pressed upon me(along with constant guilt about going to the church i've gone to my whole life),i got into the habit of constantly being upset,i got used to being criticized for small things,i got used to feeling inferior, i even got used to not being able to go out in public with him, i quit doing things that made me happy(like going to shows, because every time-he'd break up with me), i quit listening to alot of the music i liked because he thought it was inappropriate and it wasn't worth the fight to listen to it, i thought my hair was pretty cool until i saw josh and he thought it looked so bad that he wouldn't even look at me and suddenly i had the same feelings towards it as he had...and after 9 months we'd been through too much to just let go of it, 9 months of trying every possible way to keep in touch without his parents finding out....the sad thing was that i didn't even realize how much he was changing me; after being apart from him for a while, i realize how numb i was to all of those things, you should never become numb to things like that. and then i met duran, and even if me and him never become more
,he helped me realize alot of what that relationship had done to me. he made me have fun, and even if a few weekends of that is all i get out of our relationship, i'll still be so incredibly grateful to him. i got to experience a few days of someone who didn't want to force religion on me, someone who thought i was pretty even with my disasterous haircut,someone who wasn't afraid to be seen with me outside my house...i realize what it can be like, what it should be like, and thats what i want(hopefully with him).
hopeful moods are fun
Well now you know why we frown upon
relationships outside of our beliefs, they just tend to not work out. I tried to warn you bitch...
"frown upon" is an understatement. but yeah, josh knew it wouldn't work out from the day it began...i realized it later, when it was obviously too late. alot of the things changed didn't have a religious basis(a very large percentage did though), some were just josh's personality(his own likes and dislikes that contradicted mine, among other characteristics he has). dont get me wrong though, i dont regret it as a whole, i'm learning from it.
"Swing Life Away"
Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow
I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand
I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words
We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
Swing life away
The heart on that necklace blinks,
like my heart beats for you.
Tho the battery may someday die,
as will I too.
My heart will continue to beat for you.
You said you love me too death,
and there are many levels of love.
Well, I'm on the bottom step,
reaching for the rung above.
My heart will continue to beat for you.
If we lived closer,
my would sooner reach the step.
But absence makes the heart fonder,
you've taught me that concept.
My heart will continue to beat for you.
One day we'll sit on front porches,
and swing life away.
But for now, I'm going to work,
just know... you make my day.
My heart continues to beat for you.
There... that's was I was reluctant to share. But you wanted to read it, and I wanted to make you happy... so I hope you enjoyed it. oh, and I posted the lyrics to swing life away, cause it reminds me of you. See yuh soon, but on soon enough. Later, sweetie.
Whats up with all the faggy poems?
its a form of affection...take notes
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