bittersweet nostalgia

Life is always bittersweet, isn't it? You can have the perfect life through someone else's eyes, but there will always be something missing. You will never be permanent and completely happy in this world. Its a fact of life but hard to accept at times. Especially when the irony gets to you, the irony of the knowledge of what exactly is missing. Every person probably feels this. What is missing is something you didn't expect when you were little. Allah tests you in ways you would never imagine.

Its easier to bury myself in things that would make me forget what I'm missing. I will think about it later. I will deal with it later. I will accept it later. For now, let me bury my head and think about good memories.

I have been craving for some excellent words strung together lately. Something that would fill my heart and make me feel fuzzy like the songs I used to love once upon a time.



I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems
Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep?
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep.

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin


Just a young gun with a quick fuse
I was uptight, wanna let loose
I was dreaming of bigger things
And wanna leave my own life behind
Not a "Yes, sir," not a follower
Fit the box, fit the mold
Have a seat in the foyer, take a number
I was lightning before the thunder