even on the brightest days
there is such darkness in dismay
things seem unendingly bleak
light flickers, so dim, so weak
music isnt worth singing along with
movements are practically robotic
your fears begin to threaten you
hopelessness becomes your truth
words turn quickly into tears
seconds somehow transform into years
happiness is impossible to find
in this seemingly unending period of nighttime
i am so on
i have a hot sensation in my stomach that moves downward
i want to touch everyone and everything
i want to release
but there is barely a decent way to do that
self gratification isnt very gratifying at all
i want a real out
but not just anyone can provide it
what happens if, because, im practically uncharted, i become emotionally attached?
shit
that would be anything but ideal
thats why i enjoy this single life of mine
i hold all my cards
no one has any say
only i do
but this also comes with no release to all my pent up tension
-CJ Dela
I do all these things in an effort to be who I believe I am.
I pick up hobbies.
I dress a certain way.
I create preferences.
But who I am should be effortless, shouldn’t it?
What the hell?
Who am I?
-CJ Dela
My thoughts before you
Were so mute, so inactive.
You, sir, are my muse.
-CJ Dela
How did I ever let things go so askew?
New impulses have crept their way through
Past the brain and into the stomach.
This fateful pawn suffers from increased disquiet.
I am a mere novice in this old-fashioned game.
But can assuredly say, no one’s ever played this way.
I dont know what I’ve gotten myself into
With this unruly desire to try and win you.
I am at the mercy of my souls caprice.
It’s unmotivated notion is to love, you see?
An illogical gesture, I know well, as do you.
But I simply cannot tell my heart what to do.
I could disregard this wild sentiment,
Though doing as such would result in a whirlwind.
I could ignore intuition and dare to hurt myself.
Oh! This ailment, this “love”, has my mind unwell.
-CJ Dela
3 girlfriends and i were goofing off one night and somehow decided to write lyrics for a song that,
to our surprise, is pretty decent… so we sat down with a guitar and decided to record it. and i’m about to put us all out there.take a listen. please enjoy.
we’d greatly appreciate any constructive criticism.
but please be gentle… this is our first time. :)
backstory: pertains to a guy who is now just a friend… “the one who got away” kinda situation is the inspiration behind the lyrics.
what a sweet song.
Source: chrismellow
Paramore - The Only Exception
(via apartment302-deactivated2011071)
Source: sexmusic
