Post by Kathleen on Aug 6, 2005 23:57:39 GMT -5
The board of What If questions is a never ending game,
but, just for now I've chosen to play.
What if, I told you it was all fake that everything you knew about me was wrong.
Would you leave me behind-destine me to more pain that i would later put to a rhyme.
Then when I looked at you and realized I had caused it all, would you believe I did it just because it's fun to create the fantasy world.
It's fun to create a new and leave what you have and it gets to the point were you become it as your half.
The other half is me, doing the terrible "what if'ing" And that is the hard, painful part.
That creativity can cause you to do things that just aren't logical or just not smart.
To be a true liar you must be an original, what if I were normal?
I'll say it, hear me admit what sounds like a poser bragging," I am a true Original"
Yes it is nice, because I see what no one else can but its my burden.
What if I am not strong enough to stay in this format?
What result will come for that.
I'll tell you I'm original but other things I'll hold in like the fact that I am not a virgin.
What If I cant do this for a living, what happens when I go to college and I discover I will never be a writer..." I love to write, this doesn't make me a writer"
I wish it did.
What If I told you I balm Religion for all of my heart ache, would all you stupid, nagging saints leave me alone-the truth is no.
Because their prays and their speeches and teachings haunt my soul.
To the point were I don't know, weather anything is correct.
What If sex truly is a sinful pleasure,
What if its enough to get me kicked out of heaven?
What then...I burn...while the Religious live or bliss....when their the ones who put me into all of this.
What If I am wrong?
What If everything I believe in spats on God?
Does it matter that,that wasn't my intention....That I thought it was the right discussion.
There is nothing I can do to change that now.
He rubbed his arm up my shirt, I didn't know how much sex would hurt.
Have the teams of the game switched on me, I thought I was the one tagging...now I'm the one they all seek.
And she sneers at me, my grandma does, because God- she thinks I do Not love.
I haven't gone to Church since 8 Sundays now...I told her no- and I felt God be proud.
But what if that feeling wasn't what I thought- Maybe the closeness I've always had with God-The relationship I thought We'd shared had some wire that wasn't going anywhere.
I pray that I am wrong.
And that my life shall be long so I can prevent finding out I interpreted everything wrong.
What If the devil is in me.
Beside me.
is me.
Because when other people talk about their problems- I think in my head even my happiest days aren't that good.
When people talk about the dark places they have been- I reflect on the darker places I've visited.
What If I was the balance?
There was too much good so I was formed.
I had a teacher once tell me she didn't like what if questioning.
She said they were stupid and endless,for a long time I thought That wise and I agreed but know I see.
She said they were a waste of time...In my opinion they are the way of life.
but, just for now I've chosen to play.
What if, I told you it was all fake that everything you knew about me was wrong.
Would you leave me behind-destine me to more pain that i would later put to a rhyme.
Then when I looked at you and realized I had caused it all, would you believe I did it just because it's fun to create the fantasy world.
It's fun to create a new and leave what you have and it gets to the point were you become it as your half.
The other half is me, doing the terrible "what if'ing" And that is the hard, painful part.
That creativity can cause you to do things that just aren't logical or just not smart.
To be a true liar you must be an original, what if I were normal?
I'll say it, hear me admit what sounds like a poser bragging," I am a true Original"
Yes it is nice, because I see what no one else can but its my burden.
What if I am not strong enough to stay in this format?
What result will come for that.
I'll tell you I'm original but other things I'll hold in like the fact that I am not a virgin.
What If I cant do this for a living, what happens when I go to college and I discover I will never be a writer..." I love to write, this doesn't make me a writer"
I wish it did.
What If I told you I balm Religion for all of my heart ache, would all you stupid, nagging saints leave me alone-the truth is no.
Because their prays and their speeches and teachings haunt my soul.
To the point were I don't know, weather anything is correct.
What If sex truly is a sinful pleasure,
What if its enough to get me kicked out of heaven?
What then...I burn...while the Religious live or bliss....when their the ones who put me into all of this.
What If I am wrong?
What If everything I believe in spats on God?
Does it matter that,that wasn't my intention....That I thought it was the right discussion.
There is nothing I can do to change that now.
He rubbed his arm up my shirt, I didn't know how much sex would hurt.
Have the teams of the game switched on me, I thought I was the one tagging...now I'm the one they all seek.
And she sneers at me, my grandma does, because God- she thinks I do Not love.
I haven't gone to Church since 8 Sundays now...I told her no- and I felt God be proud.
But what if that feeling wasn't what I thought- Maybe the closeness I've always had with God-The relationship I thought We'd shared had some wire that wasn't going anywhere.
I pray that I am wrong.
And that my life shall be long so I can prevent finding out I interpreted everything wrong.
What If the devil is in me.
Beside me.
is me.
Because when other people talk about their problems- I think in my head even my happiest days aren't that good.
When people talk about the dark places they have been- I reflect on the darker places I've visited.
What If I was the balance?
There was too much good so I was formed.
I had a teacher once tell me she didn't like what if questioning.
She said they were stupid and endless,for a long time I thought That wise and I agreed but know I see.
She said they were a waste of time...In my opinion they are the way of life.