crossed hearts and dotted souls

it makes a lot of difference i have come to realise. whoever thought it could be this way.

i'm not sure if i like it this way.
maybe in awhile i might know.
suddenly, life seems so, busy.
everything's rushing by, time never seem to stop anymore.
and at the moment, its uncomfortable.
i spent the greater part of my past 2 yrs living in something of a slow-mo world.
everything passed slowly, dull, boring,
nothing.
and now suddenly everything seems to have burst into life.
when last time i looked for things to fill my time,
now i'm looking for time to fit my things.
its ironic, strange, weird, confusing.
sometimes i think that i need all the stupid stuff,
all the lame, irritating, meaningless stuff.
the irony of it all is that it still is, running away.
either way i look at it,
its somehow always amounts to the same thing.
i guess everyone has their own ways of dealing with things,
dealing with life.
some settle for getting by,
some settle for nothing less than the best.
either way, we're all still settling for something.

we're all living in a tv screen.
black, white, everything else in between.
in the end, it all doesnt matter.
making sense of ourselves equates to nothing.
afterall, we're just images on a damn tv screen.

and if she makes me smile, is it forever worthwhile?