Saturday, November 28, 2009

Tired of nothing

I get so tired of doing nothing
I get so tired of thinking
I wish I knew where I am heading
The only way to find out is by waiting

I’m just a drop of water in the ocean,
I’m just a blade of grass in the field,
I’m the organism with the most emotions,
So I’m able to think about how I feel.

Don’t know if there’s a God, wonder why I live
I search for a reason to take and to give
I try to put everything in perspective
And I like to think my actions are affirmative

Too much time to think, but too little to find out
What my life in this world is all about
I can’t save the world from it’s destiny
I doubt if answers are the answer
If I’m just a grain of sand on the bottom of the sea
Would I be any different in the desert?

Sometimes it’s just too much to abide
And so nice to narrow my mind
And I wish I would bump into John Mayer that night,
So I can ask if Jennifer Aniston has any cellulite

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