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I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone. I walk alone. I walk alone. I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then i walk alone
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the borderline of the edge
And where I walk alone
Read between the line of what's
Fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs to know I'm still alive
And i walk alone
I walk alone. I walk alone. I walk alone. I walk alone.
I walk this empty street on the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk alone
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Above,is the lyrics of the song Boulevard of Broken Dreams,by Green Day, taken from their newest album, American Idiot...
It's 2.30 am..i should be sleeping..but i don't want to..cos sleeping is an escape into a realm where nothing exists,where ur mind reigns,and all u see is wat u want to see.i view that as a cowardly move,hiding where only u know,not showing wat u r...but being awake at this time,nobody to talk to,nothing to do,i heard this song playing on LaunchCast...and i started thinking..ya know..this songs could very well be like me,or actually..a rather big pertentage of the 6 bil individuals that habitate this floating mass of rock,magma,water and other chemical compounds we call earth...but anyways,it sparked a thought in me...would i be different,if i had a girlfriend?
how would i be in public,how would i treat my frens/classmates..how would i be as a person on the whole..these questions and much more popped up..prompting me to question just how much about life do we actually know...and how much is actually more myth than fact. it also made me question my views about love..so far to me,love was just another word,a feeling spread unanimously among a perfect family(altho i know approximately 80% of families have a fault somewhere,everybody has skeletons in their closet),a feeling that is shared among 2 individuals,that perpetuates all their actions when together,sparking a want to do more for the other person to show that u care...what sickens me is how many people actually mistake lust and crushes for love...u say u love the person..but how do u justify that?
people in love..u can tell..when they speak of their significant other,they smile,they get rosy..they speak in a different way,they have a warmth in their voice...they're just different.
while many teens get involved with one another claiming love to be something that they share,i cannot help but think how long they would last till they find out the chemistry just equated a crush..or even worse still, lust...while i'm not saying it's impossible for teens to find true love,i'm just saying that it's highly inprobable given the fact that they only know so much of the world,sheltered by their parents..they know nothing of the world,how cold and cruel it really is..if u have found it,i congratulate u..if u have not..don't go rushing into something u want..u may find that the grass is not actually greener on the other side..
i have always taken the fact that i'm single as a good thing..my money is for my own,my thoughts,judgment and actions are for myself..and sometimes for my frens,my time is spent for myself and family mainly..but then i sometimes think if it really is nice to have a significant other,a person that i can relate to,talk,share,and confess things i have never said to any other living soul...i've actually never taken any advice on how to manage myself before..preferring to live as i go,and while i'm thinking of all the above..it sometimes occurs to me that i could be very different,as night and day..if i were attached,but as the poem The Road Not Taken implies, i chose a direction,i am walking on it,how the other one leads on,i will never know...someday i'll look back and remember this post..trying to recollect my feelings and thoughts,the angst directed at myself and the futility of mankind in our pursuit of pleasure and perfection..and maybe then..i'll know..
i'm sorry if this has bored u...it's very different from wat i normally post...but i just decided to share this thought of mine...good nite now
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