yoUr bLiSS
Bluelighter
why?
why do i fucking do this to myself?
did i accomplish anything?
become enlighted?
or did i just get fucked up?
it's all getting old
i've got the message
cultivated years of knowledge and wisdom
become the person i am today
a lot in part to altered states of reality
so what am i still looking for?
answers?
a purpose?
just something more?
where will i find it?
certainly not in the misdt of some dark lonely k-hole....
certainly not in the chemically induced bliss of one too many pills...
speed may accomplish a lot...but she always leaves me empty
alochol simply causes me to smoke and wallow...
there are many others i don't have the attention span to mention at the moment...
after about 3 years of this madnesss
i realize it's pointless
why do this to ourselves each weekend?
for some sort of long exhauseted thrill???
strange contradicton, but i do drugs to feel young and innocent again.
unjaded
starry-eyed
joyously unrestrained
what i need to do is dig deeper
it exists within
i know it
i feel it in that song on the radio
that achingly nostalgic whiff of love's baby soft
or the comfort of reminicing a long lost childhood friend
while chemically disturbed
i wallow in my loss of it
clear-headed i live in the joy of the memory
wake up girl!
you know your better then this!
you know your past all this
pull yourself up
dust off
and get back on with your life
apply for CAL ARTS
don't just dream about it
fuck the outrageous tuition
you can get loans
if i spend a lifetime paying off a dream
at least i know my intentions were pure
i'm doing what i love
millions of dollars can't buy that
give yourself 6 months
6 months to clean up
save up
work this once strong dancer's body
back in to shape
i'm so much thinner now
yet i use to have muscle
used to have power
used to have drive
ambition
discipline
motivation
in the last few years i seem to have lost myself in the external realms but have truly found myself on the inside...
it's been great but my life must go on
i mean really i'm 25 now...am i still going to be partying my scrawny little ass off at 30? maybe i'm the belle of the ball on the weekends but this belle don't have much else going for her once she's trudged thru another mindless, passionless, 9-5 workweek but the hope of chemical salvation on the weekends....
hopefully for once this will be the true start
of a new change...
i've lost count on how many false starts i've had......
[ 11 November 2002: Message edited by: yoUr bLiSS ]
why do i fucking do this to myself?
did i accomplish anything?
become enlighted?
or did i just get fucked up?
it's all getting old
i've got the message
cultivated years of knowledge and wisdom
become the person i am today
a lot in part to altered states of reality
so what am i still looking for?
answers?
a purpose?
just something more?
where will i find it?
certainly not in the misdt of some dark lonely k-hole....
certainly not in the chemically induced bliss of one too many pills...
speed may accomplish a lot...but she always leaves me empty
alochol simply causes me to smoke and wallow...
there are many others i don't have the attention span to mention at the moment...
after about 3 years of this madnesss
i realize it's pointless
why do this to ourselves each weekend?
for some sort of long exhauseted thrill???
strange contradicton, but i do drugs to feel young and innocent again.
unjaded
starry-eyed
joyously unrestrained
what i need to do is dig deeper
it exists within
i know it
i feel it in that song on the radio
that achingly nostalgic whiff of love's baby soft
or the comfort of reminicing a long lost childhood friend
while chemically disturbed
i wallow in my loss of it
clear-headed i live in the joy of the memory
wake up girl!
you know your better then this!
you know your past all this
pull yourself up
dust off
and get back on with your life
apply for CAL ARTS
don't just dream about it
fuck the outrageous tuition
you can get loans
if i spend a lifetime paying off a dream
at least i know my intentions were pure
i'm doing what i love
millions of dollars can't buy that
give yourself 6 months
6 months to clean up
save up
work this once strong dancer's body
back in to shape
i'm so much thinner now
yet i use to have muscle
used to have power
used to have drive
ambition
discipline
motivation
in the last few years i seem to have lost myself in the external realms but have truly found myself on the inside...
it's been great but my life must go on
i mean really i'm 25 now...am i still going to be partying my scrawny little ass off at 30? maybe i'm the belle of the ball on the weekends but this belle don't have much else going for her once she's trudged thru another mindless, passionless, 9-5 workweek but the hope of chemical salvation on the weekends....
hopefully for once this will be the true start
of a new change...
i've lost count on how many false starts i've had......
[ 11 November 2002: Message edited by: yoUr bLiSS ]
