lunes, septiembre 06, 2010

The loneliest man...

The loneliest man, walks from here to there,
No one sees him coming, and when they do, they get scared,
So they jump at the chance to run him down,
They take his deepest fears, and use them to bring him to the ground.

He might as well be the sole soul on earth,
A ghost he is, and has been from birth,
Has no dreams just an old pair of holed shoes
His lonely soul, he didn't get to choose.

The loneliest man, on the shore he stands,
The waves break back when he goes to sink his hands,
An outcast he did not become, he was born so,
When you walk away from everything, you just keep on walkin' till you go

Certainly the saddest man in the world,
He stands still while the rest of the world whirls,
No one has really cared about his fate,
And neither has he to this date.

With every breath, he's drowned by that familiar pain,
Always head down, chest in, sorrow high,
So long since someone spoke to him last, does not recall his own name,
Thinks he's gonna live forever, cause he doesn't know anybody who's died

I might as well be the sole soul on earth,
A ghost I am, and have been from birth,
Have no dreams just an old pair of holed shoes
My lonely soul, I didn't get to choose.

Certainly the saddest man in the world,
I stand still while the rest of the world whirls,
No one has really cared about my fate,
And neither have I to this date.


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!