::Fairy On The Moon::

" she was always very financially independent,
But she was very, very emotionally attached to me."

And maybe im different. I am different. I clean forgot about emotions, or at least i let myself.
I reached a point where i realised i think too much. I spent all my time philosophising and thinking about the nature and the essence of everything, when sometimes, maybe i should just enjoy the thing, as it just is.

Simplicity is never a bad thing.

Thinking too much, gets you encapsuled sometimes.

When the see-saw ride ends, the merry-go-round stops spinning, and the swing loses momentum...where do you stand?

When the past and the present are juxtaposed, where does one stand? Peaceful co-existence remains only an ideal.

If i am clay, what would you mould me to be?
Would you want me, or would u want something else?

Its not that im any less emotionally attached. Maybe i dont dare to let myself. or maybe im just numb. Maybe i'm just. Numb. And its frightening to think so, because when you lose all sensations you negate life.

And what comes to past is only a dream.
Im a jigsaw, you can't fix. Im a jigsaw, and the pieces are missing
Would you fill in the spaces with the frgaments of yesterday?

Because when you remember.
And i become a shadow.
Nothing more then dark, always depending on your memory
And i am a shadow.

and i fear. That im different. That im never gonna become that somebody.
I wanted to believe i had enough self-respect not to comply.
But if only you could see how im breaking inside
Outside porcelain perfect
But the tiny fractures you don't see
and when i come undone, will you fix me back together again?

and i don't wanna be, i dun wanna be, i dun wanna be
pieces of her.
I jus wanna be.

Me.

dawn fairy on the moon at 2/11/2006