Where once was light, now darkness falls.
Where once was love, love is no more.
Don't say goodbye.
Don't say I didn't try.
These tears we cry, are falling rain.
For all the lies you told us... the hurt, the blame.
And we will wait to be so alone.
We are lost, we can never go home.
So in the end, I'll be what I will be.
No loyal friend was ever there for me.
Now we say goodbye.
We say you didn't try.
These tears you cry, have come too late.
Take back the lies... the hurt, the blame.
And you will wake when you face the end alone.
You are lost, you can never go home.
-words by Emiliana Torrini
Tonight these words reflect my somber and hurt feelings... sorry, I know that no one likes a downer....well some of us do. It has come to the point in my life where I am being forced to grow up by those loved ones around me. Despite all my optimism and ways of viewing things like a child (which I prize above else), people have let me down once again. I'm just whining I suppose. When does it become okay to get angry? When should I give in to my hurt emotions and forsake my better judment and love for my friends? Others would have probably snapped and gone off the deep end.... I'm not sure why I don't. I guess I just have more faith in people than they choose to express outwardly. But my faith remains despite the actions of my fellow humans. Alas, I need drink..or drive...or both.
Where once was love, love is no more.
Don't say goodbye.
Don't say I didn't try.
These tears we cry, are falling rain.
For all the lies you told us... the hurt, the blame.
And we will wait to be so alone.
We are lost, we can never go home.
So in the end, I'll be what I will be.
No loyal friend was ever there for me.
Now we say goodbye.
We say you didn't try.
These tears you cry, have come too late.
Take back the lies... the hurt, the blame.
And you will wake when you face the end alone.
You are lost, you can never go home.
-words by Emiliana Torrini
Tonight these words reflect my somber and hurt feelings... sorry, I know that no one likes a downer....well some of us do. It has come to the point in my life where I am being forced to grow up by those loved ones around me. Despite all my optimism and ways of viewing things like a child (which I prize above else), people have let me down once again. I'm just whining I suppose. When does it become okay to get angry? When should I give in to my hurt emotions and forsake my better judment and love for my friends? Others would have probably snapped and gone off the deep end.... I'm not sure why I don't. I guess I just have more faith in people than they choose to express outwardly. But my faith remains despite the actions of my fellow humans. Alas, I need drink..or drive...or both.
Kick ass!
JVB