I don't need second chances
I wrote this note about someone I used to know so I'd remember how life can be so short when your left alone to wonder how it is when someone opens and shuts the door.
I have come to the realization that life is more than what I have accomplished. And life is more then the realization that we have accomplished nothing at all. True success is so selfless so drown in the lyrics of your life and give up the air that you breathe. You don’t need anything. Sometimes you just have to realize that you cant have it all. You cant fix what you've done. You need to move on and try to be happy. Even if its the hardest thing you'll ever have to do.
This is the way that I know.
I would give everything for some hope.
At some point you learn to accept the fact that the people you wish wouldn’t change, do. Good byes hurt, but only mean forever if you let them, pictures never replace being there and nothing lasts forever, but you also learn to laugh until your stomach hurts. Act so crazy people think your high and live for the days with your best friends; and just having fun because life’s too short to worry about change.
Maybe the worst is behind.
Maybe the worst is yet to come.
Maybe the worst is right here now.
Face each day like its your last, and you will never need a second chance.
Flying first class? I think not.
Ever get the feeling the entire world is flying in first class and you're stuck with a folding chair in the baggage compartment?
That's what seems to be happening to me a lot lately.
I've always been the really shy and quiet type and I've always been content with that. I mean I wish I wasn't so shy, but it's something I can't help. That's me. That's how I've been my whole life. Lately, it just feels like it's really been holding me back.
I just feel that I'm left behind a lot of the time. Usually, it's by the people I care most about like friends and even family. Is it because I'm so quiet? Is it because at times I shut the world out?Maybe I'm just scared to face the things I feel. It's easier to walk away from everything. Maybe I'm just scared to get too close to anyone because everyone who said "I'll be there" left...
I manage to deal though.
It's just something I'm good at.
Being happy doesn’t mean everything is perfect.
It means you’ve learned to look past the imperfections.
I've really been working on it though. I've tried to step out of my box more since highschool started than I have in my whole life. It's often hard and uncomfortable, but I seriously try. People just don't understand and see how hard I'm trying sometimes and just keep pushing me to do more and it's difficult.
I'll just have to keep trying I guess until I can finally meet your expectations.
Finishing last.
I've been thinking and I know that it's true.
The nice guy always finishes last.
In this case, I guess it's the nice girl.
What's with guys that throughout their lives have had shitty realtionships and when they finally find a nice girl, they say they are just the "friend type." This isn't really to any certain person, but i've found this to be true 95% of the time.
So this is a tribute to the nice girls. The nice girls that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whinning and complaining about their confusing and bitchy girlfriends. This is for the girls who provide a shoulder to lean on. This is in honor of the girls with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern.
This is for the girls who escort their drunk, bewildered male friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the girls who accompany guys to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy female population, for the girls who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the girls who are accredited as girlfriend material but somehow don’t end up being girlfriends, for all the nice girls who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice girls who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time he left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called him back, he spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences his girlfriend said to him over dinner. And even though you thought his girlfriend was a loser and a jerk, you assured him that it was all ok and he shouldn’t worry about it. This is also for that time he didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, he dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and he flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for his ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
I'm tired of hearing the irrational, confusing things such as “oh, she’s too nice to date” or “she would be a good girlfriend but she’s not for me” or “she already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask her out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable women in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date female friends to sympathize and apologize for the women that are bitches. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice girl!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many guys who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice girls, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those guys, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
