Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The stars shine bright when I'm alone,
Tiny specs of light in an otherwise dark world,
That's all of you, that light.
I didn't see the moon tonight.
Who is that?
Who is my bright light in my dark night?

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Thank you so much, you may have just saved my life tonight.
I had no one to turn to and just at the right time you came calling when no one else would.
I don't think you know what could have been. I can't tell you how much you caring actually means to me right now.
Disaster avoided.
So throw me in the gutter because I have no use here anymore.
Give me a chance and I'll walk straight out the door.

There's a virus that lives deep inside of me.
An infection of the mind and I can't break free.

Stay close friends, you're all I've got.
Can I continue on this path, I think not.

I'm sitting atop a fence, what to do?
Jump, sit, my senses aren't quite in view.
motha fuckin exams son!
i do not care enough about this bullshit to do anything, and i hate myself for it.
then again i could pretend like school is awesome and i love all my teachers and all the super cool open-minded fucks that go to WDHS.
lets be honest, i like around 2% of the population. the rest are drama-addicted, self-absorbed assholes.
I don't wanna waste my life with these people anymore.
Where's the substance? Where is my calling? Who is calling me?
The phone is dead.
It's not even plugged in.
No communication.
Nothing.
Dead silence.
I will rape you motherfucker!
I misread you bicycle.
You are clever.
The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Just turn off!
Tune out!
Shut down all systems PLEASE.
whywhywhy!
I cannot win this game, you're a dirty cheater. It is unfair to use my mind against me.
This is almost like someone using steroids in sports...they play the game well and they are happy on the outside. but deep down they know it's not them, it's the chemicals. That's what sleep is like, sure i do it damn well when essentially a tranquilizer is used, but it's not real. It's not me.

Go away, we don't want you here.
You are unloved, please leave.
I can't keep doing this, you don't understand.
This is hard for me, I can't do this every night.
Who the fuck am i kidding though, it's not going away.
It's a fucking virus, it will never leave. No matter how much you try and fix it and cover it up, it still lingers.
A heavy thought from a heavy mind.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

You're all fucking faggots.
You're not better than anyone so quit strutting around like you're hot shit.
It's sad that you are so much like those stuck-up atrium kids yet you try so hard to be artsy and distance yourselves from them.
___________
- You're not really that fashionable, you like to follow the other two around.
- You look ridiculous with red lipstick. Do me a favour, shove it up your ass, i know you'll love it slut.
- I admit you're smart...but nobody gives a shit. You're still an awful person.
___________
- I'll always think of you as a cunt, that's a given.
- You didn't even have the guts to apologize.. quite disappointing.
- I don't wish bad things upon you though, I wish you all the best.
___________
- I was there for you when you needed advice, but when it was over, you were gone.
- Think for yourself, stop following her.
- I like you but you really lack everything someone looks for in a friend.
What's for breakfast? STAY ASLEEP
What's for lunch? REPETITION
What's for dinner? __________
And Dessert? DRUGS


Monday, January 11, 2010

There was a time

There was a time I was happy,
There was a time I loved,
There was a time I was loved,
There was a time I felt I had a purpose,
There was a time I had faith,
There was a time I cried,
There was a time I hid
There was a time I hurt many people,
There was a time I cared,
There was a time you were my world,
There was a time I wasn't confused.
There was a time.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

You are just a number,
And I ain't got a name.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

do you think you're pretty?
do you think you're beautiful?
let me tell you something, you're fucking hideous!
we're all hideous creatures hiding inside a shell.
your body is your shell.
you make it look pretty, you make it look clean.
you do your hair, you put on deodorant.
you try and convince everyone you're normal because of how your shell looks.
but really, the most gorgeous, incredible thing about people is what's going on inside.
forget about trying to be normal.
fuck the norm!
come out of your shell, show yourself!
I wanna know what's going on inside.
quite frankly, exteriors are getting a tad bit boring.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

garbage

another wasted fucking night,
more childish chatter,
is this really what my life has come to?
where's the substance, the purpose?
i don't know how to feel anymore,
i don't know what to feel,
what the fuck is going on?
please show me how,
show me something!
nothing feels right anymore,
i don't even remember that content feeling i once had,
another faded memory,
lost in my mind,

i'm at a loss for more than words,
i can't do it anymore,
don't you people understand?
THIS IS ALL FAKE. EVERYTHING YOU KNOW ABOUT ME ISN'T REAL. THIS IS NOTHING. THESE EMOTIONS ARE REPLICATED FROM WHAT I THINK SHOULD BE. AM I BEING NORMAL ENOUGH? I CAN'T FAKE IT ANYMORE. I'M NOT HAPPY. I AM NOT FUCKING HAPPY. TRUTH IS I DON'T KNOW HOW TO BE HAPPY. CAN YOU SHOW ME? CAN YOU PLEASE SHOW ME HOW THE FUCK THIS WORKS CAUSE I CERTAINLY DON'T KNOW. EVERYTHING HAS LOST MEANING.
I'm fucking done.

Maybe

Didn't you want to hear
The sound of all the places we could go
Do you fear
The expressions on the faces we don't know
It's a cold, hard road when you wake up
And I don't think that I
Have the strength to let you go

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

There goes my ring
It might as well have been shattered
And I'm here to sing
About the things that mattered
About the things that made us feel alive for oh, so long
About the things that kept you on my side when I was wrong

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

And someday
I promise I'll be gone
And someday
I might even sing this song to you
I might even sing this song to you, to you, to you
And I was crying alone tonight
And I was wasting all of my life just thinking of you
So just come back we'll make it better
So just come back
I'll make it better than it ever was
I'll make it better than it ever was

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place

Maybe it's just me
Couldn't you believe
That everything I said and did wasn't just deceiving
And the tear in your eye and your calm, hard face
Makes me wish that I was never brought into this place
and as morning approaches i get this feeling,
i dont want to wake up, it's all meaningless,
let me sleep for just a little while longer,
escape this life.

sometimes i just don't see the point,
it's all the same,
you're all the same,
what am i even living for?