Monday, September 14, 2009

Oh my Oh my I want this color


I got tired thinking about you in class..so I thought some more.

Hyperventilating
Sky's are blue
you look at me
I look at you
I know the tears are coming
I'd refuse to cry
you asked my friend
about my whereabouts
Why? I know you don't care
confusing me to a point
ignorance is bliss
knowing too much would kill me
try not to worry
I'm kidding your not
I know who you can be
I know who your not
the guy I started to like
in the end, I hated you
now I want to talk to you
I'll stop screaming when
you stop stabbing

Friday, September 11, 2009

Come Break me down Bury me Bury me...

Music is my only escape
from what the day leaves me with
keep telling yourself I'm ok
sitting with my guitar
writing my songs
the angrier I get
your names in the lyrics
take notice
whenever were in one place
do I look at you?
I guess we all make mistakes
I'm going to pretend you don't matter
when inside I don't know
your there deep within
my words come out in a rush
I'm sorry for
I cant even remember
I'll just show you my song
the one with your name
and hopefully we'll learn to get along
in this little world
who am I kidding?
Enjoy the breakdown

Social Sickness Glitter and Kisses

I hate the pretty people, the glam and glitter.
The ones that get what they want
they don't understand, what they take for granted.
I hate all the know it all and all the populars
well not all
but the ones that make life hell.
Most people are as so air headed without knowing
taking what us outsiders want the most.
The worst changes from who they were before.
I hate all the pretty people who
have it best
I cant say I'm jealous believe me I'm not
but sometimes...I want to stab them in the back
with the knife they buried in mine.
Oh pretty people don't take this wrong
Maybe you'll get your pretty person love to cover and catch you when you fall.
For all the outsiders like me, give three cheers to being the worlds biggest basket cases alive.

9.11.01- 8 years later


WHAT WE LOST
THE FEAR WE ARE FORCED TO LIVE IN
THE MEN AND WOMEN WHO LOST THEIR LIVES
THE FAMILY'S THAT LOST SOMEONE
THE CRUEL WAYS OF PEOPLE
THE HATE THAT CAUSED THIS
THE GOVERNMENT WHO KNEW, BUT DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO STOP IT
THE DAMN COUNTRY OF "FREEDOM&PEACE"
9.11.01
WE WILL NEVER FORGET
LET US REMEMBER THE BRAVE SOLDERS IN WAR
FIGHTING FOR WHATS RIGHT
EVERYBODY THAT CAME THROUGH
THE RED WHITE AND BLUE
THE RAW EMOTIONS THAT KEEP US MOVING
MEMORIES
R.I.P
LOST SOULS OF THE TRAGIC DAY
R.I.P
INNER PEACE
R.I.P
AMERICA

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Ode to my little basterd

Ode to my selfish little heart
you greedy son of a bitch
yes you want happiness and fun
you break when you don't get it
don't you care your killing me?
I took such good care of you
and you didn't do shit in return
but kept me crying every night
from boys to friends
you made me suffer
I cant say I'm ok
clearly now
I'm the teenage basket case
you piece of turd
I wish I didn't need you

I just want to scream...quietly

You wanna stick your nose in the air
Superior being
I'll chop it off in a heartbeat
put yourself down
and have the nerve to judge
your a monster
you treat others like crap
hey I'm not lying
I can assure you darling
with a hand on the bible
without my fingers crossed
your nothing but one of us
just a person
nothing special
I don't care what your mother tells you
little princess
I can tell you your not
drama with promises not to start
in the end look where its got you
you think your the best
your ego...too big too big
for this world to fit
I'm sorry
not saying I'm any better
we are all the same
mean,selfish
little people
in this huge ass world
keep telling yourself
your any different