Weather th Storm. WIM tries to find a meaning. -Apr 18, 2006-
I look out across a room of faces, stoping briefly on a few select faces. justin stands tall above most with his girl in his arms, finger strategically placed to insight my energy. Tim looks at me with a strage face. Familiar but stargne. Does he not except what I have done? Did I cross the line? different faces look on with different expressions. What is going on in there heads? What are the thinking? Now one of the faces catches his eye. A scream, noticeable over the music, so excited, a rock hand and jesture of admiration. Funny just a few days ago she didn't have a moment to hang out with david, afraid he only wanted one thing, he did, but not that, he wnated to feel close to someone, thought you did to. But he's gone now. I move away. As far as I can get, but theres another, she looks at me with a different look, maybe a smirk, very comehither. But again where were you over the past weeks, yes you asociated, but when he tried to talk, to get to know you, you seemed far to busy. "Sorry I didn't call.""Sorry i passed out.""Sorry." Why be sorry. I'm not, it shows where david stands. But now we see Where I stand, on stage infront of you as you look at me with interest. I once again flee. Move to ocEAn, look at him, he smiles, I scream, and I'm off again. i turn to the crowd, cant focus on any of them, not now, focus. I step up to the front and onto the moniter. Now I see the faces in the back. Thouse who really don't wish to be here, or who would perfer to drink and not notice the band. But one stands out. The one, the only one who really matters, and maybe the one that matters most. "She's here for us." whispers david. "Not now! This is my time!" I cut off. I hope no one noticed that he came out for a minute. I step down. The song ends. "Thats it. We dont have any more." I say aloud, preparing for an encore.
I look out across a room of faces, stoping briefly on a few select faces. justin stands tall above most with his girl in his arms, finger strategically placed to insight my energy. Tim looks at me with a strage face. Familiar but stargne. Does he not except what I have done? Did I cross the line? different faces look on with different expressions. What is going on in there heads? What are the thinking? Now one of the faces catches his eye. A scream, noticeable over the music, so excited, a rock hand and jesture of admiration. Funny just a few days ago she didn't have a moment to hang out with david, afraid he only wanted one thing, he did, but not that, he wnated to feel close to someone, thought you did to. But he's gone now. I move away. As far as I can get, but theres another, she looks at me with a different look, maybe a smirk, very comehither. But again where were you over the past weeks, yes you asociated, but when he tried to talk, to get to know you, you seemed far to busy. "Sorry I didn't call.""Sorry i passed out.""Sorry." Why be sorry. I'm not, it shows where david stands. But now we see Where I stand, on stage infront of you as you look at me with interest. I once again flee. Move to ocEAn, look at him, he smiles, I scream, and I'm off again. i turn to the crowd, cant focus on any of them, not now, focus. I step up to the front and onto the moniter. Now I see the faces in the back. Thouse who really don't wish to be here, or who would perfer to drink and not notice the band. But one stands out. The one, the only one who really matters, and maybe the one that matters most. "She's here for us." whispers david. "Not now! This is my time!" I cut off. I hope no one noticed that he came out for a minute. I step down. The song ends. "Thats it. We dont have any more." I say aloud, preparing for an encore.