I'm afraid of what those little girl with roses mean, when for one side there's help, but for the other, they're helpless.

A kid shouldn't have to work while the guardian sits waiting for the heartmealting labor of a lost childwood.

When is the time for that little girl to play, or learn or even just grow without the burden to feed their family?

Obligation.

It's hard not to think on the devastation range of opportunities that a human has,

we're the lucky ones with small problems and big complaints.

Sometimes my frustrations sound so cheap and ridiculous that I'm ashamed of myself.

Sometimes it's time for us to look for others, like the little girl at the park that begs for coins.

So close from home, so close that hurts.

Someday I hope, everything will look just right and kids will be able to play as I did when I was a young kid.

Maybe someday they'll play as we did.

 

Posted by lightkeeper on February 2, 2009 at 07:28 PM | 1 comments

I'll bring the bricks to this construction,

just a a few to make it easier.

I'll bring the water to mix with the concrete,

but not too much to make it soft.

Just the right ammount for the right construction.

Just, and nothing else more.

Posted by lightkeeper on January 28, 2009 at 08:17 PM | 4 comments

what tha hell life is all about?

who lives it, should let me know.

Posted by lightkeeper on January 15, 2009 at 11:01 PM | 2 comments

Being number One means nothing when there are other numbers involved.

 

Posted by lightkeeper on August 7, 2008 at 02:56 AM | 1 comments

"There's a moment when fear and dream must collide. I wont let you fall"

Currently feeling: hopeful
Posted by lightkeeper on August 5, 2008 at 02:04 AM | 2 comments

What became of everyone I used to know?
Where did our respectable convictions go?
Your words don’t match the story that your actions show,
What do I know?

I’m sure you can’t help but remembering
I thought that you’d be one not to forget,
Remembering’s not helping you yet.

Say goodnight
Means goodbye.
I know that you think my life would stop when you’re away.
Maybe I can see you on the holidays,
You’re worlds away.
I’ve never forgotten all our yesterdays
I’m lucky if we’re speaking on the holidays.

The evidence presents itself accusingly,
Your absence speaking everything you think of me.
Now that I am faced with opportunity,
You’re not remembering.

I’m not asking you anyway.
Even if you ever could cave in,
I wouldn’t know where to begin.

Say goodnight
Means goodbye.
I know that you think my life would stop when you’re away.
Maybe I can see you on the holidays,
You’re worlds away.
I’ve never forgotten all our yesterdays
I’m lucky if we’re speaking on the holidays.
Holidays

 

(The Get Up Kids)

Currently feeling: numb
Posted by lightkeeper on August 3, 2008 at 02:36 PM | 1 comments
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