jueves, octubre 21, 2010

There ain't nothing wrong with being alone

There ain't nothing wrong,
With being alone,
For a minute or two,
It's happened to me,
And it's happened to you too.

When it's just you in your room,
Whistling a sad tune,
For, an also lonely moon,
I'll say it again,
There ain't nothing wrong,
With being alone my friend,

Sometimes the sweetest thing,
Is to feel it's only you and the world,
You plant your feet on the ground,
And beneath you, you feel everything twirl,
The sky up above is,
Of the most beautiful and darkest of blues,
Just like your heart,

When it's just you in your room,
Whistling a sad tune,
For, an also lonely moon,
I'll say it again,
There ain't nothing wrong,
With being alone my friend,

Like I said, there ain't nothing wrong,
With being alone, for a minute or two.

2 comentarios:

Ramon Ramirez dijo...

Muy bueno y muy cierto!

ARealRock'nRolla dijo...

Bro, muchas gracias por siempre estar pendiente de mi blog, por leer lo que escribo, de pana me hace sentir bastante humilde y bueno, un abrazo!

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Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!