Saturday, November 21

Skeptics and True Believers,


The song Speechless by L. Gaga got me talking.

"Staying stagnant in the peace while the world spins it's daily catastrophes. My days both bleak and lighted. When will I be ready to alter my fate? I question the definition of that Vulgarity. It's become so hackneyed nowadays. Present on the tip of everyone's tongue. The way it slips out and how it fuzzes up your paralyzed heart. Inserted to delude a person into believing in it's presence. The closest thing to magic, as I've heard. But isn't magic tricks only revealed once. Then, answer me when I ask for the reason for it's repetition. The more I believe it, the more I question it. How true is the truth, really? The faith in believing in it's existence, is it just a mere excuse to distract the mind from the deception, the countless lies, the broken promises and the heartache? Tell me. It's disheartening how I don't comprehend it all. The way it'll take your breath away, they say. Maybe a vivid evidence of it's fatal effects on the faint-hearted. I'm not being skeptical. I'm just curious. Is it really that easy to say I **** you? Because it leaves me speechless just hearing it, "

x,
yra.