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[For the love of a game]
What would one do for the love of a game?
Would one do the things one does?
How low can one go?
How far would one go?
Spending every waking moment with someone else just so to use the other person to one's own benefit? (Can I just give my personal two cents', that's the height of stooping to a new level.)
[For the love of someone]
What would one do for the love of someone?
Even if one is so close to losing everything, anything else one would rather do without looking back?
Would one actually look deep within and seek the answers which are so apparent?
I think that's the beauty of mankind - having the choices in life. Only living life just this once, would we do the things we do? Seriously. I think it's a whole lot of bull if one thinks that there're no choices in life - I think it's more of a case of not being able to live up to the consequences of one's own actions and decisions made.
I've come to realise in the face of waking deaths, the cliché applies. Life is too short. Fortunately (or perhaps otherwise) I'm one of those who would show everyone else how much I love them each day so that I won't just lose everything and everyone the next day.
People close to my heart mean the world to me. But I guess, really that's just me.
I've never felt more alone.
And so, the boat has sailed...yet I can hear the winds whispering back in unison, "and quite frankly my dear, I don't give a damn."
What would one do for the love of a game?
Would one do the things one does?
How low can one go?
How far would one go?
Spending every waking moment with someone else just so to use the other person to one's own benefit? (Can I just give my personal two cents', that's the height of stooping to a new level.)
[For the love of someone]
What would one do for the love of someone?
Even if one is so close to losing everything, anything else one would rather do without looking back?
Would one actually look deep within and seek the answers which are so apparent?
I think that's the beauty of mankind - having the choices in life. Only living life just this once, would we do the things we do? Seriously. I think it's a whole lot of bull if one thinks that there're no choices in life - I think it's more of a case of not being able to live up to the consequences of one's own actions and decisions made.
I've come to realise in the face of waking deaths, the cliché applies. Life is too short. Fortunately (or perhaps otherwise) I'm one of those who would show everyone else how much I love them each day so that I won't just lose everything and everyone the next day.
People close to my heart mean the world to me. But I guess, really that's just me.
I've never felt more alone.
And so, the boat has sailed...yet I can hear the winds whispering back in unison, "and quite frankly my dear, I don't give a damn."
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