طرقعة كيبورد - Thu, 2007-11-22 18:24 By Amr Magdi
I'm not sure if you would understand these writings. I think you cannot really catch it until you really experience it.
The feeling of being put under the pressure of walking in their shoes, and although you know that every step you take is another mistake to them, it continues, you continue and they continue in a non stop drama.
Here we are falling in that consequence of what I can call "Obligatory choices!!", I struggle for my dreams, thoughts and believes.. I have certainty that I'm right, I have certainty that I may end up failing too.. and all what I want is to have the chance to try and to be more like me!!
In contrary, they continue holding more tightly afraid to lose control, suffocating me and my dreams as everything that they thought I would be is falling apart right in front of them.
After a while, as you can see, I become so numb, tired of being what they want me to be, feeling so faithless lost under the surface...
Numb but still trying to struggle, numb but trying to live and stand.
After a longer while, you begin to lose hope.. saying to yourself: "It can ease your pain if you stop thinking about it".
They make you some idiot Do3'a, glad to see you "improving" on the "pills of advice" which they've always been making you swallow.
You know, it's as if you're bleeding, you're losing soul, while an idiot moron says: "Relax, I need some information first! Can you show me where it hurts?!".
But, in spite of the pain killing me, I move my lips to reply saying one thing:
I cannot explain, you would not understand. This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb!!
And inside me I know. When I was walking alive, I caught a bright ambitious dream, just out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone, I cannot put my finger on it now. The man is grown, the dream is gone.I have become comfortably numb.
I realize that every second I waste is more than I can take, but at the same time I know that so much more aware I'm becoming and the time to be more like me and less like my parents hasn't come yet.
Until that, my soul is furled, my anthem has been shifted from Numb to comfortably numb.
I'm not sure if you would understand these writings. I think you cannot really catch it until you really experience it.
The feeling of being put under the pressure of walking in their shoes, and although you know that every step you take is another mistake to them, it continues, you continue and they continue in a non stop drama.
Here we are falling in that consequence of what I can call "Obligatory choices!!", I struggle for my dreams, thoughts and believes.. I have certainty that I'm right, I have certainty that I may end up failing too.. and all what I want is to have the chance to try and to be more like me!!
In contrary, they continue holding more tightly afraid to lose control, suffocating me and my dreams as everything that they thought I would be is falling apart right in front of them.
After a while, as you can see, I become so numb, tired of being what they want me to be, feeling so faithless lost under the surface...
Numb but still trying to struggle, numb but trying to live and stand.
After a longer while, you begin to lose hope.. saying to yourself: "It can ease your pain if you stop thinking about it".
They make you some idiot Do3'a, glad to see you "improving" on the "pills of advice" which they've always been making you swallow.
You know, it's as if you're bleeding, you're losing soul, while an idiot moron says: "Relax, I need some information first! Can you show me where it hurts?!".
But, in spite of the pain killing me, I move my lips to reply saying one thing:
I cannot explain, you would not understand. This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb!!
And inside me I know. When I was walking alive, I caught a bright ambitious dream, just out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone, I cannot put my finger on it now. The man is grown, the dream is gone.I have become comfortably numb.
I realize that every second I waste is more than I can take, but at the same time I know that so much more aware I'm becoming and the time to be more like me and less like my parents hasn't come yet.
Until that, my soul is furled, my anthem has been shifted from Numb to comfortably numb.
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