There’s always a point of time where you question whether it is worth it after you have given up on many things. Problem is, why doesn’t these moments strike before you fall deeper, at least the regrets wouldn’t be that great. Problem is, why do things fall apart and crack to show the ugly truth. Problem is, why does everything have to stop being perfect. Sometimes I wish I can be permanently stuck in a self-delusional world of my own than to let my feelings and thoughts fall victim to others. Is it selfish to lie to myself and keep my thoughts for my own so that they wouldn’t be vulnerable, so that they wouldn’t turn out to be my weakness? I hope one day I wouldn’t have to look back at this moment in time and loathe the decisions I make, that I wouldn’t find that this would turn out to be yet another great mistake. Or maybe it’s time I put my own desires first, stop planning my life after others because one thing for sure is that ten years later, I’d still be here. And ten years later, maybe they wouldn’t be or they wouldn’t turn out to be who I thought they were.
Sometimes, the only things we have to offer are words. You don’t need fancy poetry, or a wide vocabulary akin to a thesaurus, and people would already fall for what you say. The bottom-line is trust because if I trusted you and you told me to jump the cliff because I can fly, I would just because I believed. That’s the kind of power people can hold with their words, and I really wish they comprehend their ability to make or break a person with them. With words, you give people the strength and faith to wage wars against their personal demons. You give them the drive to change into a completely different person because they thought you cared. Does anyone realize how they are capable of making people make serious life-changing decisions just because of a simple sentence with impacts that they aren’t even aware of? You can build imaginary could-have-beens and happy endings that silly people eventually fall and fight so hard for. If people even knew, they’d be careful with the things they say and the words they pick. What good are pretty words and empty promises if you don’t act upon them? I know better. Actions will always speak louder than words in the end. I don't know about you, but somehow I always go back to thinking that the only person left to fall back on, isn't the person you wish it to be. And sometimes, it turns out that there's no one to fall back on at all.
Sometimes, the only things we have to offer are words. You don’t need fancy poetry, or a wide vocabulary akin to a thesaurus, and people would already fall for what you say. The bottom-line is trust because if I trusted you and you told me to jump the cliff because I can fly, I would just because I believed. That’s the kind of power people can hold with their words, and I really wish they comprehend their ability to make or break a person with them. With words, you give people the strength and faith to wage wars against their personal demons. You give them the drive to change into a completely different person because they thought you cared. Does anyone realize how they are capable of making people make serious life-changing decisions just because of a simple sentence with impacts that they aren’t even aware of? You can build imaginary could-have-beens and happy endings that silly people eventually fall and fight so hard for. If people even knew, they’d be careful with the things they say and the words they pick. What good are pretty words and empty promises if you don’t act upon them? I know better. Actions will always speak louder than words in the end. I don't know about you, but somehow I always go back to thinking that the only person left to fall back on, isn't the person you wish it to be. And sometimes, it turns out that there's no one to fall back on at all.
Before you let me fall, kill me so I don't feel it at all
Push my body up against the wall and pick your poison
’Cause everything feels wrong and I don't know where I belong
Take me for granted, make me feel used and leave me in pieces
Misery is company because I know that it's real
I've learned to love the pain, that's the only way that I know how to feel
Maybe it's a phase, maybe I will break out of it someday
Maybe this is just my twisted fate
I always feel like everything is wrong, and I don't know where I belong
To feel your arms around my neck, I’m suffocating with regret
From all the wasted hours spent, believing I was never meant to touch the face of something real
These so called scars will never heal, and I put down a deal
Because that's only way that I know how to feel
Take me for granted, make me feel used
Leave me in pieces, broken and bruised
I promise that you will never keep on falling to pieces
Misery is company because I know that it's real
I've learned to love the pain, because that’s the only way that I know how to feel
You're the only way that I know how to feel
Push my body up against the wall and pick your poison
’Cause everything feels wrong and I don't know where I belong
Take me for granted, make me feel used and leave me in pieces
Misery is company because I know that it's real
I've learned to love the pain, that's the only way that I know how to feel
Maybe it's a phase, maybe I will break out of it someday
Maybe this is just my twisted fate
I always feel like everything is wrong, and I don't know where I belong
To feel your arms around my neck, I’m suffocating with regret
From all the wasted hours spent, believing I was never meant to touch the face of something real
These so called scars will never heal, and I put down a deal
Because that's only way that I know how to feel
Take me for granted, make me feel used
Leave me in pieces, broken and bruised
I promise that you will never keep on falling to pieces
Misery is company because I know that it's real
I've learned to love the pain, because that’s the only way that I know how to feel
You're the only way that I know how to feel
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