Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Crime and Punishment
Remember when we are were little kids and everything was real? Santa was right around the corner on Christmas morning, the idea of the tooth fairy bringing another dollar for your tooth made the pain of pulling it out a little more bearable. Dad, or Grandpa almost caught the Easter Bunny every single Easter and you dressed up every single Halloween in a costume you had been planning for months. And most of all you knew, that someday you would ride off with your prince charming that was equal to the grander, and perfection that is held by all the princes in the disney movies. But then we all grew up and our fairy tales vanished. We all turn to things that we can trust for sure and that aren't flaky fantasies of whimsical wishes. In the end though, we realize that it is to hard to let go of that fairy tale dream entirely, its hard to forget all of your almost impossible wishes and fantasies because in the end, we all still have a small bit of hope that one day we will open our eyes and leave reality behind, and it will all come true.
Oh boy, if you ever have to let me down, in this world.
My life surely would be upside down.
If you ever find that your piece of mind, is shattered in so many ways.
I find my feet, down on lonely street, I'll be still here waiting of you.
Boy you got me.
Oh yeah, let me look into your deep brown eyes.
Let me share, every moment, every sweet surprise.
See that I have grown, and need mercy shown, theres a window to my heart.
If I find my feet, down on lonely street, I'll be still there waiting for you,
Boy you've got me.
Since the beginning of the time I saw you,
I knew exactly what I was going to do,
I thought it was strange,
Then I rearranged,
and I realized that this was so much more.
There are bigger things in store,
If you just choose to explore,
Carry all the weight,
Find a later date,
and cast yourself into the sea.
In the end we will see,
It was easily meant to be,
Bask in the quiet,
The End is coming near it's true.
Absolutely no thought went into that poem I just thought I would spit out some words that rhymed, think of something in life that is a struggle and apply it to that, don't look for deeper meaning because let's be honest, there really is none.
"A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. He may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall. Speak what you think now in hard words, and to-morrow speak what to-morrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict every thing you said to-day. -- `Ah, so you shall be sure to be misunderstood.' -- Is it so bad, then, to be misunderstood?" - Ralph Waldo Emerson