From My Heart, Through My Eyes, To These Words
James
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I never wanted to be 'one of those'. Marching to a different tune and singing to a different song, this is, yours sincerely, Me.

Talk No More
Sunday, March 07, 2010 @
I find myself shaking my head in despair so much everything is in a blur.
Before this I was so happy I should have known it was just an illusion, too good to be true.
I learnt to live with hope and patience,
But I also learnt to take happiness with naysayer-ism.

Thoughts of her will still fill my mind,
But not with happiness,
It's with doubt.

Not that I doubt her,
Never will I do so,
But doubt of my happiness,
She's been so cold.

Goodnight I said to her,
If she only knew,
The thoughts that were,
It wasn't at all, brand new.

When I will see her again I wonder,
What she's feeling now I ponder,
How would it be like with her gentle touch,
I hurt so bad because she means too much.

If she only knew,
What I would give,
She has been my fuel,
Without it I won't live.

Pardon me for my rant,
Short of breath I pant,
My air is running low,
But my tears for her, I won't show.

I might drown in sadness,
I might live with despair,
I might enjoy this cruel happiness,
But her feelings she just won't share.

I am just another nothing,
A piece of trash you'd throw,
She is my everything,
I'll just be alone with my woe.

Goodnight may be what I will say,
She'll see me smile, but on another day.

The Way I Live - James

Manners would make a man
Apologies, to things can mend
Thank for what gets grant
Plead for what you want

Actions define your class,
Only from the heart it should be,
Instincts that reflects thee,
Hypocrites will finish last.

Do unto others,
What you would others do unto you,
But seek revenge,
And it only begets,
Another avenge.



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