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Truth be told, I don't think I have been honestIt seems every time I tryThere's this mudThrough which both participants trudge throughHoping to reach the promised landThings get muddled, tarnished.We promise to fulfill our promiseOnly to fall short.Yet another...
How to describe the feeling of not being a part of the essence of the world,
As if your body or even your soul just doesn't belong,
Feeling completely out of it, wrong.
So much so that with just a bit more of this... sensation you could just
Tear into yourself...
As if your body or even your soul just doesn't belong,
Feeling completely out of it, wrong.
So much so that with just a bit more of this... sensation you could just
Tear into yourself...
... I suppose the longer the story, the more room for error but it could be filled with life
And yet a shorter tale can be sweet, but it leaves out details, changes meaning to stay concise
The short of it;
Uncertain
Relieving
Unclear
Comlicated
The long...
And yet a shorter tale can be sweet, but it leaves out details, changes meaning to stay concise
The short of it;
Uncertain
Relieving
Unclear
Comlicated
The long...
No one else can change our inner world for us,
We can trust in other people,
But we must know the limit of their influence.
In this instance I play pretend,
But the more I intend for someone else to do the work,
The more I feel hurt; A void exists filled with...
We can trust in other people,
But we must know the limit of their influence.
In this instance I play pretend,
But the more I intend for someone else to do the work,
The more I feel hurt; A void exists filled with...
When did the world stop caring?
It never did,
I don't mean it didn't stop, I mean it never did.
The people, and I mean on an individual level,
Can be so empathetic,
We can think we know,
But none of us really get it though
Remember the moonlit view,
It...
It never did,
I don't mean it didn't stop, I mean it never did.
The people, and I mean on an individual level,
Can be so empathetic,
We can think we know,
But none of us really get it though
Remember the moonlit view,
It...
Es devos garām vietai, kur tikai atmiņas vairs dzīvos,
Un mirkļi sastinguši mūžibu tur stāv.
Un dažreiz pats, pie sevis klusām brīnos,
Klusi un pie sevis, dažas sekundes jau gadiem ilgi stāv.
Un mirkļi sastinguši mūžibu tur stāv.
Un dažreiz pats, pie sevis klusām brīnos,
Klusi un pie sevis, dažas sekundes jau gadiem ilgi stāv.
One evening, or maybe a day
A few hours
Or just a few minutes would be okay
We'd meet up
Talk, listen
But by the end of it
Neither of us would stay
There's something to be gained from it
There's a path set for the both of us
But we still need to find a way
I'm...
A few hours
Or just a few minutes would be okay
We'd meet up
Talk, listen
But by the end of it
Neither of us would stay
There's something to be gained from it
There's a path set for the both of us
But we still need to find a way
I'm...
This is just me talking to myself
In my head, well, it's always quite nice
My thoughts are always there for me
It's not easy, but they stay concise;
-I'm not good at talking to people
-What's that are you saying we're not people
-No, it's fine. We're both...
In my head, well, it's always quite nice
My thoughts are always there for me
It's not easy, but they stay concise;
-I'm not good at talking to people
-What's that are you saying we're not people
-No, it's fine. We're both...
"Lifting bars"
I am left here alone,
No friends, but it's still my home,
Empty glass that I want to fill,
Empty life 'cause I lack the will.
I want to say something negative,
My point of view is relative.
I struggled these bars to fill,
I got me or these...
I am left here alone,
No friends, but it's still my home,
Empty glass that I want to fill,
Empty life 'cause I lack the will.
I want to say something negative,
My point of view is relative.
I struggled these bars to fill,
I got me or these...