Wednesday, July 23, 2003: Lost Things

I lost a blog. it made me sad. but then i found this. a gem hidden by unsavoury beginnings.

Shake me, i'm waiting
in your new arc they're saying
i'm the creature in your sick thing
everybody sees a giant
when the bad moon in your heart sings
and your wind up gears start grinding
your teeth feel you smiling
a better, happier you
the better happier you

hit me, i'm bleeding
in your lounger, on your grooming
it's the future that's whoring
the better, happier you
a better happier you


when you blow out like a dead star
it reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
we carry on like it's easy
like you're all out and i'm your man
~MG

Smile. Because nothing is so bad. It can always get worse. Be thankful for what you have now. It could be gone tomorrow. And know that someone, somewhere loves you too.