The Words That Makes You...And Breaks You: Poetry And Thoughts Bind Together
The optimist insists that we live in the best of worlds, the pessimist fears that he is right.
Friday, March 23, 2007
One day...
One day maybe we will dance again Under fiery skies One day maybe you will love again Love that never dies
One day maybe you will see the land Touch skin with sand You've been swimming in the lonely sea With no company
Oh, don't you want to find? Can't you hear this beauty in life? The roads, the highs, breaking up your life Can't you hear this beauty in life?
One day maybe you will cry again Just like a child You've gotta tie yourself to the mast my friend And the storm will end
Oh, don't you want to find? Can't you hear this beauty in life? The times, the highs, breaking up your mind Can't you hear this beauty in life?
Oh, you're too afraid to touch Too afraid you'll like it too much The roads, the times, breaking up your mind Can't you hear this beauty in life?
One day maybe I will dance again One day maybe I will love again One day maybe we will dance again You know you've gotta Tie yourself to the mast my friend And the storm will end One day maybe you will love again You've gotta tie yourself to the mast my friend And the storm will end
Name: Andreas Home: Skåne, Sweden About Me: Andreas Zetterqvist, 26 years old, hetrosexual. Three passions are present in my life: music, writing and my gf. Music represents the essence of my being, writing represent the expression of my soul, my gf keeps me sane. Laughter keeps my heart light and intact. Thinking keeps my juices flowing. Friends mean the world to me. But trust is something I give to selected few. No one has 100% of my trust. Very few have something close to it. I don't look like a supermodel.
And I'm fine with that now at this time of my life because
in my own way, I have a beauty that surpasses all these so-called beautiful people. And I'm not being cocky, just showing some much needed confidence. I have a major in network technology, but confined my future with sales. I'm a poet for a few years. I like to think I'm a lot of different things. But for sure I'm a good boy with class, who's a sweetheart and down to earth. But God bless you if you mess with me because I'm a force
to be reckoned with. I think birthdays and holidays are special and I think writing is the best way of therapy. I'm honest because I've spent too many years hiding. So if you want to get to know me better, just ask. Or read on. Visitors: See my complete profile
There are many races in life but in the end the only race is with yourself. Everyone's choice begins with a dream, because with dreams everything is possible.
