Showcase of a creative lack of action
Brimming with ambivalence, I decided how to portray a fun array of emotions (even if repetitive...ah, such I am now). Subsiding boredom.
Joy.
Hallelujah Hallelujah, I'm alive!
Feigned curiousity, assisted with a blank stare.
Teenagerly. Typical. Boring. All these things come to mind.
Worn out like an old fuzzy slipper.
Jokingly sexy.
Self explanatory.
Losing ground.
In another world.
Uncomfortable. Really really uncomfortable.
Disgusted.
And as always, vain.
Excuse it. I'm bored. And my face has once again become something under scrutiny.
Not only my face.
Examining emotions
I'm floating. At a crossroads somewhere, I'm sure, but where I haven't a clue.
I'm going for something.
I need a night of nonexistence.
And I don't mean literally.
And it's you...the light changes when you're in the room.
Oh, it's you...oh it's you.
When things go sour I'm always the one who wants to fling things away and saunter off to disappear in the woodwork, but this time I'm stuck here, and I know that with what decision I'm tempted to make I'd hate myself should I act on it. I just can't stand the anger and the arrogance and the excuses and exceptions and the compromises. The 'how-much-I-do-for-you's.
Ambivalence.
am·biv·a·lence ( P ) Pronunciation Key (m-bv-lns)
n.
The coexistence of opposing attitudes or feelings, such as love and hate, toward a person, object, or idea.
Uncertainty or indecisiveness as to which course to follow
Just in case any of you doubted it.
My word.
Always full of face.
Good evening.
Joy.
Hallelujah Hallelujah, I'm alive!
Feigned curiousity, assisted with a blank stare.
Teenagerly. Typical. Boring. All these things come to mind.
Worn out like an old fuzzy slipper.
Jokingly sexy.
Self explanatory.
Losing ground.
In another world.
Uncomfortable. Really really uncomfortable.
Disgusted.
And as always, vain.
Excuse it. I'm bored. And my face has once again become something under scrutiny.
Not only my face.
Examining emotions
I'm floating. At a crossroads somewhere, I'm sure, but where I haven't a clue.
I'm going for something.
I need a night of nonexistence.
And I don't mean literally.
And it's you...the light changes when you're in the room.
Oh, it's you...oh it's you.
When things go sour I'm always the one who wants to fling things away and saunter off to disappear in the woodwork, but this time I'm stuck here, and I know that with what decision I'm tempted to make I'd hate myself should I act on it. I just can't stand the anger and the arrogance and the excuses and exceptions and the compromises. The 'how-much-I-do-for-you's.
Ambivalence.
am·biv·a·lence ( P ) Pronunciation Key (m-bv-lns)
n.
The coexistence of opposing attitudes or feelings, such as love and hate, toward a person, object, or idea.
Uncertainty or indecisiveness as to which course to follow
Just in case any of you doubted it.
My word.
Always full of face.
Good evening.