The question is not on what we look at, but instead, it is of what we see, as said by Thoreau. Everything is to be measured not simply on how it is said to be the outcome, but also through the vessels and the probable means. No matter how successful that is that you've achieved, once you don't have the heart and the passion in pursuing it, it simply doesn't make any worth. I believe that everyone encounters failures. Who among you haven't experienced one? I, myself, am proud to say that I"ve been through those head-shaking failures. You might be wondering why of all the things I should be proud of; it is my failures in which I chose to point out. I believe that without those instances I've encountered, I wouldn't learn and feel the reality itself. It is one big factor that taught me, instructed me, and guided me. These so-called "punches of life" served as an eye-opener for me to see as well as feel the need for urgency and passion in one's endeavor. It is not what we look at, but what we see; I reiterate. No matter how many scratches that shoes of you contains, it doesn't matter. What will continually prevail and outstand it all is the value of that certain shoes---the circumstances it faced, how long it has reached its travel.
The doorknob smiles at me alone But will I open the door again I've seen this happening before I've seen myself fall face first on the floor
Crash and burn On the floor So I turn Crash and burn
So used to lying on the floor And now I'm sinking Unable to give anymore And now I'm sinking
Forever envelopes my days Gasping for air as I look for an escape I'm drowning in a letter made to stay I took one look away
And so I turn Crash and burn On the floor So I turn Crash and burn
So used to lying on the floor And now I'm sinking Unable to give anymore And now I'm sinking
The strong's too weak to hurt the weak Must be strong enough to leave And I can't function properly Im lying here Lying here
Can you hear me talking Can you see me there I'm not getting anything from you Can you hear my whispers Can you see me there Coz i'd be lost I'd be lost without you
-SpongeCola
i sooo love this song. i could feel every strum of the guitar, every beat of the drums, and every word that was uttered.. oh, not really.. the last two phrases won't apply. i'm not desperate, you know.
**the past is a history we ought to repeat** what do you think?