A teenager just can't learn how to grow up in the ruined world he lives in. So how does he cope? He doesn't. He knows that he and the world don't go together. But he's okay with that...beacause at least he knows where he's going.

Friday, July 08, 2005

Gifts And Curses

It's de-ja-vue all over. Last summer, I was stirred and taught by the themes of "Spider-Man 2", which are Choice, Sacrifice, and Destiny. They were great lessons that I was taught, but now I have to go through all of it again. I had to make a very difficult choice, a heavy sacrifice, and found out what my destiny may be.

To be honest I've been doing all that since I was very young. But in recent times, the stakes have never been higher. I have a gift, and I have a curse. My strength is my weakness. My light is my dark.

Thinking of that, I remember the song "Gifts and Curses" by Yellowcard, and I realize that it's also in my case about the girl I like. I want to be for her. I've been working my tail off getting into shape because I want to play lacrosse—since my mom says I need a sport and I figure I have a chance if I'm in a sport to get a girl anyway. (And I'm NOT saying her name, 'cause too many people who read this could know her.) I'll just call her Mary Jane. That puts a smile on Amaya's face, I know. But it's true. She really is my Mary Jane. I want to be her friend and be there for her. But I can't until I make my choice. I want to be good for her. Every time I'm around her I become my true self. There's only one real Marcus that few people see. Mary Jane is one of them. And she brings out the best in me, the light. I wish I could be like that all the time.

Gifts and Curses—Yellowcard
Mary Jane belongs to the words of a song
I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her
But she will not wait for me anymore, anymore
Why did I say all those things before? I was sure

[She is the one]
But I have a purpose,
[She is the one]
And I have to fight this,
[She is the one]
This villian I can't knock down...

Mary Jane's alive in the bright New York sky
The city lights shine for her
Sometimes I cry for her
Everything's small on the ground below, down below
What if I fall? Then where would I go? Would she know?

[She is the one]
All that I wanted,
[She is the one]
And I will be haunted,
[She is the one]
This gift is my curse for now...

I see your face with every punch I take, and every bone I break
—It's all for you
And my worst pains are words I cannot say
Still, I will always fight on for you.

1 Comments:

Blogger Lindsey said...

Ah, I think I know who it is. I won't mention the name here, though. It's good to have someone to make you want to be better, but don't base your life on one person. People do tend to be flawed. She is, too... We all are.

Saturday, July 09, 2005 4:00:00 AM

 

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