You

You.

You could twist words to your lies
you coud fake your smile
and still keep a straight face
you wouldnt care what they felt
you wouldnt even think about it
you wanted to but still couldnt
cos the chains of bondage restrained you
you were always ina world of your own
and one that you know u hadnt won
you believed it could be good
but couldnt do much to make it better
you said things u didnt mean
but inside you wished that you did
you pampered yourself with delusions
and fed us your fatal illusions
and in the end you didnt want to follow
for you faded away into the horizon
carrying a heart so hollow

You couldnt believe anything you did
You couldnt fall back to who you were
it was a fine breeze that pushed you
and it was a storm that pulled you away
You couldnt let go what was haunting you
but you could still step up to the light
You couldnt trust with ur eyes closed
but kept the strings tied real tight
You fed your imagination truths that never were
but let the facts hide between them
You didnt believe in forever for all
but lived a dreaded eternity
You were afraid of the dark walls
but you were the one who painted them black
You were afraid to fly away
and yet you did
You were too shocked to step forward
that you couldnt go back either
You couldnt row any further
but floating didnt seem an option
Fly you did finally, and far away
the chains were never really that strong
and now you live free...

You swept the night with light
and brought in the new day
You hammered your point well
but somehow left some loose
You gave it all as much you wanted to
but kept back nothing like you intended to
You felt you could hide in the shadows
but it is the shadows that hunted you
You wanted to be sure till the very end
but its the end that you only saw
You thought you knew yourself
but still asked me who you were
You believed you had scaled the walls
but you really had built a fort around u
You knew you had flowered into the tree
but were vague about who plucked the flowers
You cared nothing for what the world felt
but still you let them have their say
You were born to fight the odds
but with you they broke even
And as your steps often faltered
cared you not for yourself, or anyone
tripped often to oblivion to be called out again
the sea swallows you whole
and swimming is not all you need.

Gibberish

"Is it safe?"
"Seems like it"
"So, should I do it?"
"Maybe"
"But I heard that it is very dangerous"
"Then dont do it"
"But i want it"
"If you want it, do it"
"I havent had it for weeks now"
"Whats stopping you?"
"How can I be sure that it is safe?"
"You cant"
"I really want it"
"Your call completely"
"So you saying it is dangerous"
"No"
"So it is safe you mean?"
"I cant say"
"What should I do?"
"Find someone else."



I hope the paranoia about bird flu dies soon.