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I'm Tired, Always Tired. There Is Never A Day I'm Tired. What Am I Tired Of? I'm Tired Of Studies, I'm Tired Of Homework, I'm Tired Of Waiting, I'm Tired Of Parting, I'm Tired Of Games, I'm Tired Of Silence, I'm Tired Of Noise, I'm Tired Of Almost Everything.
Everything Always Looked The Same, And Feels Like Nothing Now. But Somethings Are Not Nothing, But Are Somethings. Somethings, I Want It To Be Everything, But Is The Nothings That Stops The Somethings From Everything. It Turns Out, They Are All Just Things Affecting Other Things.
Must There Be A Balance In Everything? Can There Be Something Without Balance? But If That Thing Does Not Have Balance, Won't It Be Nothing? But That Nothing Is Still Something, But Feels Like Nothing, So If There Was No Balance, There Would Be Nothing. Balance, It's Easy And Difficult In The Same Wavelength.
A Message Is All That Is Needed. A Message Can Tell You What Is Needed. A Message Can Save Your Life. A Message Can Kill A Life. A Message Can Reveal Who You Are. A Message Can Hide Who You Are. A Message Can Be Judge. A Message Can Be Avoided. A Message Can Be Accepted. A Message Can Be Ignored. A Message Is A Reminder. A Message Is A Waste Of Time. So Now Tell Me, Which Message Have You?
We Can Predict The Outcome, But We Are Never Sure Of It. We Can Say Yes To Something, And Yet We Don't Do It. We Can Sleep Throughout The Day, But We Will Never Accomplished It. We Can Read A Book, But We Never Finished It. We Can Buy An Item, But We Never Used It. We Can Love Our Friends, But We Never Meant It. We Can Trust A Friend, But We Still Worry About It. We Can, We Must. You Will Not Touch The Stars If There Is A 'BUT' Barricading The Way.
So Near, Yet So Far. It Never Pains To Know That I'm Near, But I Get Pressed On The Floor When I Know It's Far. This Is Why I'm Always Tired. Can There Be Time Of Just You? More Time Than Usual?
It Feels Weird Saying That.
Rainy Days, It Always Gets The Better Of Me, Conserving My Energy For Warmth By Staying Quiet, And Using It For Thoughts Instead. Rainy Days, The Best Time For Sleeping, To Wrap Yourself In A Cocoon Made From Blankets. Rainy Days, The Best Time To Be Drenched, To Get Soaked In Rainwater. Rainy Days, A Time To Wash Away Your Worries, And Let All Pain Out, Happily. Rainy Days, It Affects Me.
Today's Choice OF Song: We Believe By Good Charlotte
I'm Just Tired, And Always Will Be, If You Know My Definition Is.
*Hey you, Yah you, read this* [The Takes] Take 1: Nothing personal, just something worth saying. Take 2: Nothing personal, just something logical. Take 3: Nothing personal, just an expression. Take 4: Nothing personal, just thoughts. Take 5: Nothing personal, just feedback & advice. Take 6: Nothing personal, just me. Take 7: Nothing personal, just a comment. Take 8: Nothing personal, just let go. Take 9: Nothing personal, just understand. Final Take: Nothing personal, so correct me :)
About Me
- Glen a.k.a Titiny Qwerz™
- Last day of Pieces, the start of Aries (20th March 1993). Enjoys life as well as think about it. Contemplates on many things, and never always fixed to a single answer, as anything can happen. Humble, weird and funny, but underneath is intelligences and experience, yet he strives for more. Never liked losing friends, but understands that impermanence is present. Hotmail:glen-titinyqwerz@hotmail.com
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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