Thursday, December 18, 2003

I'm alright

I've always liked bathrooms.

Why?

Because they're private. Because once you lock the door behind you, no one knows you're crying your heart out. Because that's where I can be alone. Because that's where I don't have to pretend to be happy just for show.

I can't stand people who think it's not like me to not be smiling. I know to some people, smiling = happy. Have you ever thought about having smiled so much that after a while it's just something as natural as breathing, that it doesn't mean anything anymore? What it means to you may not mean the same to me.

Look at him. Of course they love him. He's always smiling. He's always so enthusiastic about everything they say. And I mean every single little thing. He's such an angel that you can't see the devil inside. He's such a suck up you think everything else is wrong.

Please don't tell me you know what it's like. I may never understand some things that you've gone through that I haven't, but the same goes for you. I may realize some things you may never realize. I may appreciate some things that have never crossed your mind.

Everlast - What It's Like

We've all seen a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange
He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes
"Get a job you fucking slob," is all he replies
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love
He said, "Don't worry about a thing, baby doll
I'm the man you've been dreaming of."
But 3 months later he say he won't date her or return her calls
And she swear, "God damn, if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls."
And then she heads for the clinic and
she gets some static walking through the door
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner
and they call her a whore
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
'cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose

I've seen a rich man beg
I've seen a good man sin
I've seen a tough man cry
I've seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I've seen the good side of bad
And the downside of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
And smoked the finest green
I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times
before I broke their heart
You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start

I knew this kid named Max
He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late
he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big gun fight and Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain
You know it crumbles that way
at least that's what they say when you play the game
God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose

Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...
Then you really might know what it's like...to have to lose


He'll be gone from here. Things are changing. I'm changing. I'm starting to realize. I'm starting to grow.

Currently listening to: Everlast - What It's Like

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