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loneliness is the price for freedom
existence has no rhyme or reason
life's just passing with each season
like a jack o'lantern on a cold october night
I'm hollow inside
my dreams have fled
my hopes have all but died
with demons skipping down memory lane
I'll tell you what I know
storm clouds are gathering
the wind is gonna blow
good chance for rain
from childhood's hour I have not been
as others tried to mold me
I couldn't see as others saw
I could not bring myself to blindly follow
I still hear the whispers of what people have said
I wear the scars from what people have done
loneliness is the price for freedom
~ D Donner ~
Melancholy Write
Born alone, live alone, die alone - independence always has a price tag. In spite of ourselves, we are shaped by our surroundings and the voices that reach us. Nicely written words - Lady A -
born alone, live alone, die
born alone, live alone, die alone - independence always has its price tag.
our actions are all reactions of other people's actions towards us
we are shaped by our surroundings and the reactions to other people's actions
I for one found I couldn't turn the other cheek
or blindly follow anyone or anything
I'm a anarchists in a world of chaos
occasionally the voices that reaches me can bring a moment of sanity
If Only For A moment
~D Donner ~
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces