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Sunday, March 04, 2007

so what's your breaking point?

running the movie Hannibal Rising through my head once again
how his formative years made him who he was in the later years
i empathize, i understand.. that at the core of his being
he is a good person
it got me pondering..
how much can a person take before he breaks?
how many hits before he comes falling apart?
how much is too much before the damage kicks in.. subtly..
shaping you with its evil skeletal fingers
how long can you fight it before you give up and ride the waves that leads you to the dark?

the human makeup is interesting
there are so many makeups of a person
so many facets to just one being
but how many of these do you allow yourself to show?
how many of these CAN you allow yourself to show?
is there someone you can tell your darkest secrets to?
is there someone you can tell your innermost thoughts, your innermost feelings.. without the fear of being judged, ridiculed.

people hardly ever see the good
they see the bad and point their fingers readily
so you keep inside
then you cant be denied

there are some songs that i keep going back to
this is one of them..

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am


Iris - Goo Good Dolls

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