the last stroke left us all dazzled.
its like a first attempt at something youre not even sure of. its like stepping into a whole new zone. some call it crossing boundaries. some call it a new experience. whereas others love to term it as just an excuse from escaping from reality.
now its your turn to tell me how scary it feels to be me. and here i am killing all my brain cells, just trying to be a better man - for one, for all.
for six.
its like a first attempt at something youre not even sure of. its like stepping into a whole new zone. some call it crossing boundaries. some call it a new experience. whereas others love to term it as just an excuse from escaping from reality.
now its your turn to tell me how scary it feels to be me. and here i am killing all my brain cells, just trying to be a better man - for one, for all.
for six.
posted by Maximillian- at 9:52 PM
2 Comments:
hmmm.... dun think too much, think N95 ba. wahahhaaa
Cheerios :)
So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay
If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too
So with a painted grin, I play the part again
So everyone will see me the way that I see them
Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation's open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade
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