23 Oct 2009

Bloody amazing.

Yes, a bit cheesy but so good.

I can't stop listening to it.

The lyrics are mostly simple but soulful.


Admitting I can't do some things by myself is difficult because I know that help might not be there all the time.

No sympathy for people who only know to shout out.

It's still called dignity, even if some maybe have forgotten about it.

I can't be somebody else.

I can't be indifferent. I can't quit my conscience. Can't give up my ways either. I can't be materialistic. I don't want to be only a physical attraction because what's inside me is what I can share, what I can give, what is so much more important than the length of my legs.
Bodies don't appeal to my soul. People who feed on flesh only either.
I can't stop doing things the way I do. I can't think the way others do just to belong somewhere. I can't be like them. I refuse to make myself simpler in order to be easily read. I don't want to be considered something I'm not.


Take my thoughts for what they're worth.

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