iqqi
Master Don Juan
disclaimer: fellow dj's, i am bitter tonight. i am jaded. my djness was on point. i am naturally a happy, carefree person. i am naturally a challenge. but what is the point, i want to know, of being a great person, and playing all your cards as right as you can, and still getting nothing but sh!t.
i am just going to let some things out how i feel it, so read only if you do not mind feeling my pain and angst. or if you need a reason to walk away from something that ain't quite right.
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evil black hole that eclipses my glow, you hang on to your past and its pain and all of its deceit, but you would let go of us right now, the happiness we found? what do you really value? To pay tribute to a loose hor, and a loose love? seemed like there were more intermissions than steady love there. but that was the love of your life right? that is why you went after all of the other pretty horses at the first sight of light. you are a fraud, insincere, a coward, a hypocrite.
you deny us, you deny feelings, you deny love. so i have walked away, walked away, walked away over and over and over again! but you come back for me, you cry, you beg and so i think you must be ready. but here i am again! disappointed, frustrated. unable to do this again!
i let myself succomb to the feelings that were waiting. i let myself because i watched them grow in you first! and now that they have sprouted in my soul, in my heart, you say with your deceitful, meaningless words that you don't want love, you aren't ready. but demand to hear the words come from my mouth! are you insane you psycho fcuking biotch!?
you are confused. you hurt me. you are a stupid hormonger!
feelings that grew, that sprouted, do not become flowers. they are poisoned by your empty denials and turn to weeds and vines that choke my throat so i cannot eat, and my heart is choked and i am filled with your confusion and doubt and rage.
you were not there when i was falling. but watch you stupid biotch! you, who would not allow me to fly away, you who kept bringing me to this place until i felt comfortable and trusting enough to let go, to go with you, to fall.
and then you turn your back on me! well do not turn so quickly! you will miss what becomes of these broken fragments of something beautiful, broken into shards that will come together and become wings, wings so strong that they will flap and slap the sh!t and cries right out of your mouth, and i will fly away from this love, and you, and your empty black hole.
keep your fcuking love and throw it away. feed it to the lions, the liars the beggars. there is a foot for every shoe. nice to know you but i gotta go my way!
and save your intermissions, biotch. keep with your hors. come back to this deserted show if you will, i will not be back for another act.
i am just going to let some things out how i feel it, so read only if you do not mind feeling my pain and angst. or if you need a reason to walk away from something that ain't quite right.
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evil black hole that eclipses my glow, you hang on to your past and its pain and all of its deceit, but you would let go of us right now, the happiness we found? what do you really value? To pay tribute to a loose hor, and a loose love? seemed like there were more intermissions than steady love there. but that was the love of your life right? that is why you went after all of the other pretty horses at the first sight of light. you are a fraud, insincere, a coward, a hypocrite.
you deny us, you deny feelings, you deny love. so i have walked away, walked away, walked away over and over and over again! but you come back for me, you cry, you beg and so i think you must be ready. but here i am again! disappointed, frustrated. unable to do this again!
i let myself succomb to the feelings that were waiting. i let myself because i watched them grow in you first! and now that they have sprouted in my soul, in my heart, you say with your deceitful, meaningless words that you don't want love, you aren't ready. but demand to hear the words come from my mouth! are you insane you psycho fcuking biotch!?
you are confused. you hurt me. you are a stupid hormonger!
feelings that grew, that sprouted, do not become flowers. they are poisoned by your empty denials and turn to weeds and vines that choke my throat so i cannot eat, and my heart is choked and i am filled with your confusion and doubt and rage.
you were not there when i was falling. but watch you stupid biotch! you, who would not allow me to fly away, you who kept bringing me to this place until i felt comfortable and trusting enough to let go, to go with you, to fall.
and then you turn your back on me! well do not turn so quickly! you will miss what becomes of these broken fragments of something beautiful, broken into shards that will come together and become wings, wings so strong that they will flap and slap the sh!t and cries right out of your mouth, and i will fly away from this love, and you, and your empty black hole.
keep your fcuking love and throw it away. feed it to the lions, the liars the beggars. there is a foot for every shoe. nice to know you but i gotta go my way!
and save your intermissions, biotch. keep with your hors. come back to this deserted show if you will, i will not be back for another act.