Wednesday, April 29, 2009

chapter 9

the pronoun song
posted Sat, 25 Mar 2006 09:54:27 -0800

i love her and she loves he
but she dont even notice me
she only thinks about he
but he's with his family

i know we could be happy
if only she could love me
as much as i love she
and she loves he
we could be a happy we

now they all say that she and me
would never work but i can see
that my love for her
will always be
even though she dont love me

and i'll dream of she
being with me
while she's dreaming she
is there with he
but he'll never go to stay with her
because he married she

and so i love she
and she loves he
and he's with she
and not with she
even though she wants him to be
he'd never leave her for she
and so she's waiting for he
every night while he's home with she
and she dreams of he
while i dream of she
and we're both in misery.

now by now
i'm sure you can see
that she's never gonna get with he
but she cant see
and she dreams of he
while she's having his kids with he

and even tho i really know that if she loved me
as much as she loves he
that we could be together in harmony
but our love wasnt meant to be

life is like a road....
posted Sat, 25 Mar 2006 09:49:58 -0800

life is painful. but maybe we have to feel the pain to make us stronger. maybe the stress and the loneliness and the heartaches all are necessary to build character. to prepare us for the road ahead and make us strong enough to handle it.

maybe life is a road with many exits. some bad. some good. it all depends on where you get tired of the ride and pull off.

maybe life is like a taxi cab on the highway. it takes you as far as you can afford to go and then it throws you out.

maybe life is about fate. we have no control over our destiny. we end up exactly where we are meant to be. and some of us get the happily ever after. but some of us get the cliff in the fog. or the bullet in the shopping mall. its not because we deserve it. its just fate.

maybe we are alone forever because we are not good enough to be a pair.

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