I've always analyzed things too much
but I'm rarely right
and I used to fill in the gaps of
things I didn't understand with things
I thought
were maybe
archetypes
and always true,
but, no
nothing is constant and I sometimes
forget that the voices coming from
the speakers are
just voices
who know nothing more than I do
about life and the things we're supposed
to feel,
but must be mad enough to
scream their story at me.
but these don't help
and won't help
because as much of a fool as I may be,
I know the difference between
reality and idealism.
Sep 17, 2012
Sep 17, 2012 at 3:35 AM UTC
I've always analyzed things too much
but I'm rarely right
and I used to fill in the gaps of
things I didn't understand with things
I thought
were maybe
archetypes
and always true,
but, no
nothing is constant and I sometimes
forget that the voices coming from
the speakers are
just voices
who know nothing more than I do
about life and the things we're supposed
to feel,
but must be mad enough to
scream their story at me.
but these don't help
and won't help
because as much of a fool as I may be,
I know the difference between
reality and idealism.
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