Inspired by Baz Lurhman and The artist formerly known as Prince
How can you leave me standing,
alone in the world and so bold,
Maybe I’m just to demanding,
Maybe I learned from my father, all told,
Maybe I’m just like my mother,
She could always see through my guise,
She always did know better,
Always that look in her eyes.
Dream if you can of a future,
affected by nought except you,
Possible things are pearls upon strings,
for the taking according to what you choose,
Imagine a world without influence,
where decisions you make are all yours,
and destiny forms, so curiously,
into exactly the shape that you choose.
You know, I would cry.
June 2nd, 2009 at 4:45 am
you have an amazing way with words…
your mother has every right to be so
proud. Being able to change others words
is sometimes harder than making our own,
and changing these said words to have a
meaning so different is even harder.
Thank you for your talent, and for sharing
it.
Rane
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June 7th, 2009 at 6:25 pm
I’m really enjoying your new style of writing.
June 14th, 2009 at 5:11 pm
Boom. I like this! Pearls upon strings…is how did we say? Finished! That is nice stuff man. Mother and such involved too.
I think you may want to ad to the father side or take it out entirely because the unbalance strikes a weird chord.
Props man.