Flowers In The Wind
I didn't have a boyfriend at that time
T'was supposedly a love just to pass time
Friendship was the excuse that I gave
So why is it that I'm still giving chase?
(Reinterprated from here)
It would seem that I never pursue, much less fight, for what I want. Perhaps it's just the way I am. But it seems that way because what I want is not quite as concrete as what most people want. And what I want most is often what the people I care about want.
I do fight. Just not so obviously as most would, for the reasons most do.
I do dream. But they're dreams built of emotion rather than ambition.
And when I love, all I seem to do is let go.
But this is me, dreaming.
This is me, fighting.
1 Comment:
IT's a worthy fight after all :)
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