but the lord knows, i’m not you
you know what you used to dig about me..that i’m straight edge and
clean..and have my priorities in check and am a good friend. you
don’t dig that sh!t anymore. but that’s alright with me, seeing as
how the person you used to be seems to have left..and all that’s
left is a stranger. afterall you did say that you’ve changed but i
guess it was the side of me that believed that it was for the better.
i wish we could just be civilized people and have a oneONone because
[silence can be misleading]
and if i was, i wouldn’t be so cruel
its funny how you think you know yourself enough to know that things
are finally starting to leave you mind. then you get a glimpse of a
picture whose setting was once one that you found yourself in quite
a lot and BAMo..you can almost feel yourself getting ready to let
loose of some tears. then you start to think back on all the things
that were and how they’re no more..like smiling simply because. and
perhaps you're more attached to the memories and idea of the way
things were..not really the person. i mean afterall how can you still
be attached to a person who no longer exists
cause waitin’ on love ain’t so easy to do
but then again, that always gets me thinking. you gotta learn from
your past and anticipate the future. knowing that there is someone out
there that’s gonna make you a better person when you’re with them,
and knowing that you’ll make someone a better person too..now that’s
something to smile about. because the possibilities are endless and
would you really wanna fret about someone or some people who can’t
even have the decency and balls to tell you straight up when they say
they’re your friends
jack johnson: sitting, waiting, wishing (in between dreams)
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