How NOT To Go Around
I'm not a social butterfly. I'm not the man about town & I'm not the prom queen...
I do get around. I do know how to make new buddies & aquaintances. And I do know to win back long lost friends. I know how to be civilised.
I'm tolerant of things I don't understand and people who are different. I'm good to my parents & I'm kind to animals. I'm friendly to strangers & even helpful to people who are in need. I'm not religious but I do believe in God & the whole concept of Karma. I even donate to charity when I can spare the cash.
But stil...
I know how to have fun. I know how to kick off my shoes and feel the grass between my toes. I know how to enjoy chocolate & eat it without guilt. I know how to reach into God's herb garden and then take a walk on The Big Man's plane. I know what its like to camp under the stars and kiss my lover on the beach. I know the rush of reading a book on a park bench. I know how it feel like to shake my ass on the podium with a thousand pair of eyes staring. I know what its like to be the golden boy, the faithful lackey & the fly on the wall, but not all at once. I know to forgive those who wronged me and forget things that irk me. I know how to chug 3 Kampais & to a national flag dance in the middle of the disco.
I've learnt to avoid the needless drama & keep cool. I have deal with just as much crisis as most people, and maybe a bit more than some people. I know I can be a pain & I know how to let others be the pain. I know how to give & to take.
I don't know whats going to happen. I don't have all the answers even if I can guess. I don't live in a porn fantasy because my reality is not one dimensional. More than who I am, I'm bolder than my body, wiser than my soul & so much more than the sum of my emotions. Although confident, I really don't know how to feel when people put on a pair of polarized glasses & see me in monochrome. I don't care for sepia nostalgia, rose tinted bullsh*t or distracting high-gloss settings; or even blemish concealing matte finish. Today I looked in the mirror & didn't see sorrow in my eyes. I am content. No assh*le is going to take that away from this bitch.
No pimple, no man and no wussy statements can take that away from me. I've slowed down but that doesn't mean I not racing.
I do get around. I do know how to make new buddies & aquaintances. And I do know to win back long lost friends. I know how to be civilised.
I'm tolerant of things I don't understand and people who are different. I'm good to my parents & I'm kind to animals. I'm friendly to strangers & even helpful to people who are in need. I'm not religious but I do believe in God & the whole concept of Karma. I even donate to charity when I can spare the cash.
But stil...
I know how to have fun. I know how to kick off my shoes and feel the grass between my toes. I know how to enjoy chocolate & eat it without guilt. I know how to reach into God's herb garden and then take a walk on The Big Man's plane. I know what its like to camp under the stars and kiss my lover on the beach. I know the rush of reading a book on a park bench. I know how it feel like to shake my ass on the podium with a thousand pair of eyes staring. I know what its like to be the golden boy, the faithful lackey & the fly on the wall, but not all at once. I know to forgive those who wronged me and forget things that irk me. I know how to chug 3 Kampais & to a national flag dance in the middle of the disco.
I've learnt to avoid the needless drama & keep cool. I have deal with just as much crisis as most people, and maybe a bit more than some people. I know I can be a pain & I know how to let others be the pain. I know how to give & to take.
I don't know whats going to happen. I don't have all the answers even if I can guess. I don't live in a porn fantasy because my reality is not one dimensional. More than who I am, I'm bolder than my body, wiser than my soul & so much more than the sum of my emotions. Although confident, I really don't know how to feel when people put on a pair of polarized glasses & see me in monochrome. I don't care for sepia nostalgia, rose tinted bullsh*t or distracting high-gloss settings; or even blemish concealing matte finish. Today I looked in the mirror & didn't see sorrow in my eyes. I am content. No assh*le is going to take that away from this bitch.
No pimple, no man and no wussy statements can take that away from me. I've slowed down but that doesn't mean I not racing.
Don't explain yourself cause talk is cheap
There's more important things than hearing you speak
Madonna~ Sorry
posted by AJ @ 1:10 AM
9 Comments:
Yikes. What brought about this soul searching?
Paul
aye aye! i hear ya my brother! i hear ya!
Did you get a spot, mate? I got a spot the other day and it nearly sent me over the edge.
Paul~ Just a lot of people & things have been bugging me. Like bad background music when you're trying to concentrated.
Ash~ Ai Ai!
Fuckkit~ *whatever do you mean?* Lol I've been nothing but good.
keep up da good work!
What's going down? You are rarely ever this serious!
But I get what you're saying, but its very hard for me to admit I am content..Dunno how you did..
tete~ its alll good
jups~ besides watching my friends get attached left right & centre, i just felt like i needed to make a statement to myself
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