I have been thinking about some things lately. And I'm so disapointed with people in this world. Why do people get used? Why are there always some underlying terms that aren't stated? Am I too quick to accept people? Am I too forgiving? Maybe I should start taking steps backwards. I think distance from the world, or even just from people (including people that I care deeply for), would mean a safer place. At least psychologically.

Until recently I thought that I was a pretty good judge of character, but let me just ask you this, how is is possible for a person to stop a friendship when there was no wrong-doing? Or to just stop caring or thinking about a person that you had an intense relationship with, with the snap of your fingers?

I also wonder why I dwell on it. Obviously there is no need to worry about this particular person. They wanted me out of their life, and I will honor that. But I ask again... how is that sort of decision even possible?

I continue to become more aware of the negativity in people and the world. And I'm afraid that as time passes I'll become "like everybody else".

It makes me sad too, I enjoy being positive, "naive" and accepting. I am not looking forward to becoming the typical person. Negative, distant, uncaring, ungrateful and unaware of beauty... scared of fact, constantly trying to change the things that frighten them...

I learned a lesson though. And now I am cautious of whom I will accept into my life.

You're just like everyone else in this world. So proud, and so scared. Good luck... you're becoming the person that you hate.


The Falling Kind

Should we even wonder why our hearts are torn
Why our image is based on this broken city
Should we ask ourselves why our lungs breathe in sickness
Innocence is seen as weakness
Laughed at us naive

And it's these things that hold you down
When they're supposed to keep you safe and sound
And it's these things you claim to believe
Don't let them be the ones you forever tried to please

It's this scene that leaves you cold
but why choose anything else and lose your place in line
May I ask one thing, how do you think this will work out
You are no more well-liked than those who have been betrayed

And it's these things that hold you down
When they're supposed to keep you safe and sound
And it's these things you claim to believe
Don't let them be the ones you forever tried to please

Look at you now
Look at you now

And it's these things that hold you down
When they're supposed to keep you safe and sound
And it's these things you claim to believe
Don't let them be the ones you forever tried to please