And to know what the Main Thing is…
And to know what the Main Thing is…
My reply didn’t even answer your question
You were already running
At the ensuing uncertainty
Of the situation,
Desperately afraid of unfamiliar territory
Yet you talk about honesty
Like it’s the stuff life is made of…
Like it’s the stuff you’re made of
And it’s not even enough as it is, in your life.
All talk.
At least practice what you preach
You talk about honesty
But still want me
To tell you
What you want to hear
You talk about honesty
But you’re living a lie
And this lie has become your truth
So yourself you can soothe
While the TRUTH you are so afraid to confront
Remains in ambiguity
Much to your comfort
So how am I to be honest with you,
When you’re not even honest with yourself?
Stop living in the past, its gone. Live in the present, that’s where life really happens. If you live for tomorrow, tomorrow will fuck you up. And the worst thing about it is that Tomorrow never comes….