Is it not a beautiful thing to see the world in different colors?For I saw the world in opposite hues
and inside,
internally tortured by my own views.Blue where there was pink,
and pink where there was blue.So I spoke out and was oppressed,
and outwardly,
they tormented me because of how I dressBlue where there was pink
and pink where there was blue.Now, In my eye, there is no beauty to be seen in its beholder.
I see a world,
in shades of grey.Sadness when I think,
and darkness in every hue,Somewhere inside I see,
the eternal vision,
of a world of color, one, I hope to see some day.
Is it not a beautiful thing to see the world in different colors?For I saw the world in opposite hues
and inside,
internally tortured by my own views.Blue where there was pink,
and pink where there was blue.So I spoke out and was oppressed,
and outwardly,
they tormented me because of how I dressBlue where there was pink
and pink where there was blue.Now, In my eye, there is no beauty to be seen in its beholder.
I see a world,
in shades of grey.Sadness when I think,
and darkness in every hue,Somewhere inside I see,
the eternal vision,
of a world of color, one, I hope to see some day.
Favourite genre of music: New Age/Alternative/Rock/Metal Favourite style of art: Surrealism, photo manipulation, line art, sketching... Operating System: Windows XP and Mac OSX- both have thier advantages... MP3 player of choice: iPod 5G (video 30GB)...rock on woo!
Favourite Visual Artist
Salvador Dali (generic choice, but still)
Favourite Games
Halo 1 single player, Halo 2 multiplayer and Battlezone 2...
I'm waiting still.not sure what for.A pilgrimage perhaps but not of the Christian sort.Hiding the past, so I can look to the future.Hiding myself, no longer.Last six years I've been in limbo, three more weeks and maybe it will end, maybe not.Do I neglect past friends?Do I move on and start fresh being myself?Will they respect me for who I am?A year of lies,a year of 'playing the game'or has it been 18yrs of playing the game?... I've been so stupid, Im even Stupider now.
The words come to late.
I wanted a song for comfort,
it never came.
I broke down, I cried.The song comes now, but too late;"Step one, you said 'we need to talk'...
but He'll walk away, you'll say sit down it's just a talk...Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend,
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a lifeLet him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along.
And pray to God he hears you
And I pray to God he hears you.Where did I go wrong, ...