Life is a prison, only imagination can open its doors.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
I don't even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger...
You're in the Biology class, physically while your mind wanders off to wonderland. You look out of the window with those dreamy eyes and wonder why birds fly, then you wonder how birds fly, then you no longer give a f*ck about birds. Suddenly a good looking girl falls into your class. Just falls in. You don't care why or how. She steadies herself, makes up her hair and shows off her curves. You ask her out at that very instance, no longer caring about the consequences of leaving a class right when the interesting topic of why birds fly is being discussed. You don't care. You like watching classmates with their mouths wide open in shock. One classmate was just yawning, you give him the look and he keeps his mouth wide open in shock and disbelief. The next thing you know, you're half way around the world making sweet love to your new girlfriend. Then suddenly you here a scream, your hips stop. Fear creeps in. You're shaken and you wake up. The sunlight stares right into your pupils, blinding you. You here voices, a woman shouting your name, you feel like you're slipping back to love making, instead you're struck right between your eyes by what you see as a missile. You're back in class. You try to slip back into the dream. The girl never returns. You hope she does when you sleep during the next class. You do sleep, she isn't there. You cut your hand. You didn't even know her name. She's just somebody you used to know.
I wish I was the sun.
I wouldn't let you live.
Ben 10 is illogical. I still watch it though. Pokemon rules!!!!!!
My last theory exam in school is coming up. What have I been doing all this while? Thinking about why birds fly and creating fantasy worlds during class? Pathetic.
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