earth
It's sad to confess,
that despite my heart's unrest,
i do not feel sorrow,
like a watcher of a music by cello
an instrument playing a sad mellow tune
I’m stuck outside, just watching through the windowpane
observing their, tears and long faces dressed in pain
but I am unhearing, I’m deaf to the tune
all I know is what I see through my youth
I live through a few funerals
think of em as the literals
all the ceremonious frivolities I’m looking at
and thinking
they’re in a better place,
how sometimes I wish I could be in that place
I don’t feel at home in the world anymore
and it’s left my spirit and heart melancholy sore
my time is still not up
sometimes for no reason my tears just erupt
I don’t know if it’s because I miss someone
or just because I know I don’t belong.
that despite my heart's unrest,
i do not feel sorrow,
like a watcher of a music by cello
an instrument playing a sad mellow tune
I’m stuck outside, just watching through the windowpane
observing their, tears and long faces dressed in pain
but I am unhearing, I’m deaf to the tune
all I know is what I see through my youth
I live through a few funerals
think of em as the literals
all the ceremonious frivolities I’m looking at
and thinking
they’re in a better place,
how sometimes I wish I could be in that place
I don’t feel at home in the world anymore
and it’s left my spirit and heart melancholy sore
my time is still not up
sometimes for no reason my tears just erupt
I don’t know if it’s because I miss someone
or just because I know I don’t belong.
posted by notasparrow at 11:33 下午
1 Comments:
you've told me before you would not think upon going to the other world....and i'd like to believe you...
i have just one question for you.
if right now you really are in the other world...and stands before the holy of holies...and He says to you "my son, tell me, what have you done with the time i've given you?" ....what would you say?
think about it.
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