Despite how much the past has left us such a bitter taste,
we always go back to that similar zigzag dotted swirls
even though we know it's just going to burn us in the end
Is it the familiarity of it?
Or rather is it the little drop of faith that this might be it
this might be the one to break the chain of pattern
Intellectual, attractive, spontaneous men, with a sense of humour,
do exist
or perhaps in my head, they do..
They're just not available
nor can they be found living within 680km radius of me
The potential ones, of course,
tend to be an email away or a better way to put it,
a 20-hour flight away
So really, let's face it, what the hell am I still doing here?
My problem, like my daily non-stop nail biting routine,
it's become a habit of making the wrong choices
or for the fact that I have notstopped comparing the next guy I meet
to the only one I've ever fell for and lost many years ago
I'm over that, aren't I? ..or at least, I thought I have
The pattern has evolved into a trend
I can't seem to shake off
The type I desire do not exist here
The type that actually here are so not my cup of tea nor coffee!!
Funny how I'm still stuck in this never land of a dream
In my own little box that I can't seem to crawl out of
I know I'm not the most optimistic person
Hey, call me pessimistic
But let's face it, I'm realistic
There's only so much one can dream about
but there's a fine line between an over-dreamer, a realist
and probably..actual talent.
There's a reason why it's called a fairy tale
simply because it doesn't exist
we are never necessarily the princess with the happy ending
In fairy tales, the princess needed one true kiss to find her prince charming
In real life, we 'd have to kiss a number of frogs.. sometimes, toads too
and after all that, we're still searching..
In fairytales, there was a poison apple and an evil witch
In real life, there's a whole orchard of them and a train of bitches
whom you're going to bump into almost every single day of your life
and..we don't exactly have a castle to run back to
Fairytales tend to set a girl up for disappointments
In real life, the prince charming always rides off with the wrong princess
Realistically, we have to put our goggles on and start screening through them one by one
Wouldn't it be easier if our prince charming rode in with a pretty white horse
and a tag that says "THE ONE"..ha ha
then again, it wouldn't be much of a challenge, would it?
Maybe that's why I love to travel
It's a passion,
a reason to get away from reality
a reason to get away from everyone I know
It would be amazing to just leave, not tell a soul
and no wonder of the consequences
I love the thrills and the emotions
the rise I get from doing extreme nothings
the rush of blood to the head
standing at the edge of a cliff
before I take a leap of that freefalling faith
It's the relief of not caring about a thing in the world
and just enjoying the moment
But when it's over, I crawl back into the pattern of familiarity
called reality
I'm so afraid but I must break out of this rut soon
Is it really greener on the other side?
For starters, I know I have an amazing friend next to me
always holding on to my hand when I seem to be lost
I love my family
but I just can't be holding back
I want to know what's out there
What do I really want in life
My goals, my dreams..
There's a whole grapevine yard of hopes and dreams out there
I've caught a glimpse
just never had a chance to grab hold of my opportunities
and perhaps soon Ill learn to break out of the pattern
and stop comparing the next one to him
Maybe I've bumped into a certain individual recently
a breath of fresh air
a touch of confidence, a little motivation
did I stop to compare?
So near yet so far
It's an even bigger puzzle that I can't figure out
I stopped and paused for a second
if things seem too good to be true,
then he probably is..
I need a slap to wake me up from this daze
Is it strange that I feel excited, yet so afraid
It's much too early to tell
Sould I take one step back.. kick my heels and run?
But I guess it would be better
to leave it as it is...
Let nature take its course, oh! how easy that sounds..
Cause in all reality, I'm not even sure if my heart can handle any more sharp objects
This completely sucks...
For once, I want to be selfish
to be all about me
I will make this happen
sooner or later
It's just a matter of time
I can't stand this pattern no longer
I need a break
or I might just lose it
cause it seems I'm on the brink of it
Sometimes people run away to their past
cause it's familiar
we all do,
but maybe we should learn to let them go
I need a little push,
I need to snap out of this empty fantasy
and to discover what I can really do in the near future
Better to do it and regret
then never to have done it at all
It should be the new quote of mine
if I'm ever going to survive this jungle of life :-)
we always go back to that similar zigzag dotted swirls
even though we know it's just going to burn us in the end
Is it the familiarity of it?
Or rather is it the little drop of faith that this might be it
this might be the one to break the chain of pattern
Intellectual, attractive, spontaneous men, with a sense of humour,
do exist
or perhaps in my head, they do..
They're just not available
nor can they be found living within 680km radius of me
The potential ones, of course,
tend to be an email away or a better way to put it,
a 20-hour flight away
So really, let's face it, what the hell am I still doing here?
My problem, like my daily non-stop nail biting routine,
it's become a habit of making the wrong choices
or for the fact that I have notstopped comparing the next guy I meet
to the only one I've ever fell for and lost many years ago
I'm over that, aren't I? ..or at least, I thought I have
The pattern has evolved into a trend
I can't seem to shake off
The type I desire do not exist here
The type that actually here are so not my cup of tea nor coffee!!
Funny how I'm still stuck in this never land of a dream
In my own little box that I can't seem to crawl out of
I know I'm not the most optimistic person
Hey, call me pessimistic
But let's face it, I'm realistic
There's only so much one can dream about
but there's a fine line between an over-dreamer, a realist
and probably..actual talent.
There's a reason why it's called a fairy tale
simply because it doesn't exist
we are never necessarily the princess with the happy ending
In fairy tales, the princess needed one true kiss to find her prince charming
In real life, we 'd have to kiss a number of frogs.. sometimes, toads too
and after all that, we're still searching..
In fairytales, there was a poison apple and an evil witch
In real life, there's a whole orchard of them and a train of bitches
whom you're going to bump into almost every single day of your life
and..we don't exactly have a castle to run back to
Fairytales tend to set a girl up for disappointments
In real life, the prince charming always rides off with the wrong princess
Realistically, we have to put our goggles on and start screening through them one by one
Wouldn't it be easier if our prince charming rode in with a pretty white horse
and a tag that says "THE ONE"..ha ha
then again, it wouldn't be much of a challenge, would it?
Maybe that's why I love to travel
It's a passion,
a reason to get away from reality
a reason to get away from everyone I know
It would be amazing to just leave, not tell a soul
and no wonder of the consequences
I love the thrills and the emotions
the rise I get from doing extreme nothings
the rush of blood to the head
standing at the edge of a cliff
before I take a leap of that freefalling faith
It's the relief of not caring about a thing in the world
and just enjoying the moment
But when it's over, I crawl back into the pattern of familiarity
called reality
I'm so afraid but I must break out of this rut soon
Is it really greener on the other side?
For starters, I know I have an amazing friend next to me
always holding on to my hand when I seem to be lost
I love my family
but I just can't be holding back
I want to know what's out there
What do I really want in life
My goals, my dreams..
There's a whole grapevine yard of hopes and dreams out there
I've caught a glimpse
just never had a chance to grab hold of my opportunities
and perhaps soon Ill learn to break out of the pattern
and stop comparing the next one to him
Maybe I've bumped into a certain individual recently
a breath of fresh air
a touch of confidence, a little motivation
did I stop to compare?
So near yet so far
It's an even bigger puzzle that I can't figure out
I stopped and paused for a second
if things seem too good to be true,
then he probably is..
I need a slap to wake me up from this daze
Is it strange that I feel excited, yet so afraid
It's much too early to tell
Sould I take one step back.. kick my heels and run?
But I guess it would be better
to leave it as it is...
Let nature take its course, oh! how easy that sounds..
Cause in all reality, I'm not even sure if my heart can handle any more sharp objects
This completely sucks...
For once, I want to be selfish
to be all about me
I will make this happen
sooner or later
It's just a matter of time
I can't stand this pattern no longer
I need a break
or I might just lose it
cause it seems I'm on the brink of it
Sometimes people run away to their past
cause it's familiar
we all do,
but maybe we should learn to let them go
I need a little push,
I need to snap out of this empty fantasy
and to discover what I can really do in the near future
Better to do it and regret
then never to have done it at all
It should be the new quote of mine
if I'm ever going to survive this jungle of life :-)
