My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

There is a combination of incoherent thoughts going through my mind right now. I wrote a letter to one LG, and it brought up some past memories. Dwelling on the past is never a good thing. I have no idea if it will even mean anything to her. Something is always lost in the mind-typing translation. However, I am quite saddened in this reflective state I am in right now. Thinking of the past, thinking of what was, thinking of what never was. Thinking of what is. Thinking of what won't be. Thinking of what could be. What/if/maybe/possibly/was - never mean much in the end. I once cried for an entire day barely able to function at work - to this day I have no idea why.


Boys Don't Cry - The Cure

I would say I'm sorry
If I thought that it would change your mind
But I know that this time
I've said too much
Been too unkind
I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But I know that
It's too late
And now there's nothing I can do
So I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Cause boys don't cry
Boys don`t cry
I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it's no use
That you've already
Gone away
Misjudged your limits
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more
Now I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just
Keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Cause boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry