Of Hatred Breeds Waste

*coughs* this 'song' is quite crude, so do prepare yourself. :) here it is, my dark song...

Oh that smile so twisted,

Gives me so much pleasure,

Oh that laugh so wicked,

Gets me all so freakish

Lying died next to you

My body’s cold and dead!!!

Can you see

Can you feel...

My world’s crumbling down

Can you hear

Can you smell...

My world’s collapsing down

Can you see

Can you feel...

You went and crush it down

Can you hear

Can you smell...

You went and crush it down

What are you gonna do about

These pieces in your hands

Throw it around

Toss it about

Kick it around

Fuck it about

You don’t have to act like you give a shit

About this junk you have just made

This toy you played

This mess you made

Just leave it lying died!!!

Can you see

Can you feel...

My world’s crumbling down

Can you hear

Can you smell...

My world’s collapsing down

Can you see

Can you feel...

You went and crush it down

Can you hear

Can you smell...

You went and crush it down

hmmmm. okay. you must think i'm weird or hateful right now. it's just a way of expressing thee self. x) special thanks to my bf for the inspiration ;D

shuttin'up wid luv,
jozL.

Sorrowful Happiness

I do not know of this sorrow. What has caused it, where it came from. But I feel it, lingering deep inside me. Sometimes like a hurricane, sometimes as a gentle breeze. It makes me sad, what can make me forget this sorrow? A butterfly flew pass me. Fluttering its tiny wings, it can fly. Yet myself, why can’t I fly? I looked behind me. There’s nothing. No wings, no feathers, no sign of hope. If I became a butterfly, will I be happy? Will it make me forget? I cocooned myself, and waited a long wait. Time passed without me knowing. I finally woke up. I looked around me, there were still no wings. Then I realized, I can’t feel the sorrow anymore...but I can’t feel happiness too. Isn’t the absence of sorrow, happiness? How wrong I was. So wrong, it made me cry. All along I wanted something I already had. With sorrow came happiness. And with happiness came sorrow. And for the first time in my life, I was contented with being sorrow. At least I had feelings; there will come a time when I’m happy.

Somethings are not within our control. But life is about making the most with what you have. No point complaining. So live with it. :)

shuttin'up wid luv,
jozL.