Post by Chibi Jen on Oct 23, 2005 22:33:38 GMT 10
ooo.. I like the last stanze the best:
He deceived me and took away my innocence, my foolishness
He received his fun and took away my blindness, my childhood fantasies…
My innocence which was lost was replaced by heartlessness.
When I lost my childhood fantasies,
I was lost, alone and drowning in shame.
Eventually I sought the help of someone dear to me
I lost the shame and regained, in my head, my good name.
So, why it is that reality kills me…
It is no wonder why teenagers are so bloody contemptuous of reality…
You both… my parents, of all people, should identify with us all…
You both should know the reason why we escape to virtual reality…
Even among my fellow teenagers, I am lost… lost within them all…
I am a vacant stone, outwardly strong.
But really, if you know me, I am truly alone, even among friends.
So, how long to wait till my soul mends,
How is the duration of waiting…?
Is guilt… is it a stupid thing?
Is it very long?
Oh how I wish that the wrong…
Done to me long ago can be destroyed for good…
So, someone, help me out of the endless nightmare of culpability…
Save me from drowning in my unhappiness
Give me back my sensibility…
Show me kindness…
Oh this life of mine… I am a prisoner of it!
Oh these emotions of mine, they make me want to have a fit…
Send me a knight to protect, love and heal me.
Send me a guardian of truth to guide me back to the light,
Sorta long, but still good! I think the flow starting getting better (the first two stanzas didnt have much of a flow) Anyways, I agree with Sc in that you're getting better at expressng yourself be proud!
He deceived me and took away my innocence, my foolishness
He received his fun and took away my blindness, my childhood fantasies…
My innocence which was lost was replaced by heartlessness.
When I lost my childhood fantasies,
I was lost, alone and drowning in shame.
Eventually I sought the help of someone dear to me
I lost the shame and regained, in my head, my good name.
So, why it is that reality kills me…
It is no wonder why teenagers are so bloody contemptuous of reality…
You both… my parents, of all people, should identify with us all…
You both should know the reason why we escape to virtual reality…
Even among my fellow teenagers, I am lost… lost within them all…
I am a vacant stone, outwardly strong.
But really, if you know me, I am truly alone, even among friends.
So, how long to wait till my soul mends,
How is the duration of waiting…?
Is guilt… is it a stupid thing?
Is it very long?
Oh how I wish that the wrong…
Done to me long ago can be destroyed for good…
So, someone, help me out of the endless nightmare of culpability…
Save me from drowning in my unhappiness
Give me back my sensibility…
Show me kindness…
Oh this life of mine… I am a prisoner of it!
Oh these emotions of mine, they make me want to have a fit…
Send me a knight to protect, love and heal me.
Send me a guardian of truth to guide me back to the light,
Sorta long, but still good! I think the flow starting getting better (the first two stanzas didnt have much of a flow) Anyways, I agree with Sc in that you're getting better at expressng yourself be proud!