Who's around you
The people you thought you knew.
Look at you. Sitting there kicking it with your friends. Talking about the people you thought you knew. Giving heart aches and breaks new meaning and pain stakes.
That girl you called a slut in class today. She's a virgin, never had sex. She doesn’t even give guys her number to text. And while your only measuring her by what she has too good for them jeans. Doesn’t mean you’ll know she skipped a grade and is only thirteen. So while your huffing and puffing over that fact she respectfully told you no. Doesn’t give you a right to spread rumors to the people you pass as you go. She has never even kissed a boy by the way.
The "gay boy" you punched in the hall today. Committed suicide a few minutes ago. His parents didn’t shed a tear though. He’s been gone to them for a while. Upset he couldn’t turn off his wants like a volume dial. So I guess what you did was just the trigger. That amped him to put an actual one under his finger. Beautiful thing is I love you Trevor was the last thing he had to say.
The pregnant girl walking down the street, she got raped. Limbs bound and mouth duck taped. Nobody was around to hear her scream. And after, nobody asked about her cloths falling apart at the seam. Not a person stopped her on the street to ask about the burses that blended in with the night. Or, the smeared blood on her body because she did put up a fight. But you wouldn't know that form the once heavenly body you meet.
The boy you called lame. He has to work every night to support his family. Mother strung out father was never there. Sisters too you for the situation to even be aware. Of the constant effort he putts into making her believe that life is worth something. But with all that’s unraveling in his own life he barely knows what that means. But you know what, his employee of the month award in a frame.
That girl you pushed down the other day. She's already being abused at home. Mother’s boyfriend doesn’t recognize she’s not a punching bag of his own. And her mother see’s the burses hears the complaints that her daughters insides don’t feel right. But she turns a blind eye when he comes home at night. She's use to the pain by now, so she'll let you do as you may.
That girl you called fat. She's starving herself. Only finds comfort in what make her forget about the things she hasn’t dealt with. Food. Never talked behind her back, never was rude. Only thing that was there for her through the name calling, teasing, and rock throwing. Her only regret, she didn’t eat things lite and easy going. Did you ever consider that?
The old man you made fun of cause his ugly scars. He fought for our country. He took shrapnel in the arm and face, dislocated hip, and a bionic knee. He put his life on the line and the re-upped again and again. But only had a little ragged shack at the end. But God at the mercy of his fate. And still doesn’t have more than a penny to date. But when he retired he had silver two bars.
The boy you made fun of for crying. His mother's in the St. Row medical clinic. She there pushing life’s limit. Dying with obvious cause but without anything known to aid. She got it from an unremarkable night of getting laid. And now he’s in this dark world alone. All he’s worried about is his mother while his father’s out being “grown”. There is nothing he can do while she's laying there dying.
You think you know them. Guess what?
You don't!
Look at you. Sitting there kicking it with your friends. Talking about the people you thought you knew. Giving heart aches and breaks new meaning and pain stakes.
That girl you called a slut in class today. She's a virgin, never had sex. She doesn’t even give guys her number to text. And while your only measuring her by what she has too good for them jeans. Doesn’t mean you’ll know she skipped a grade and is only thirteen. So while your huffing and puffing over that fact she respectfully told you no. Doesn’t give you a right to spread rumors to the people you pass as you go. She has never even kissed a boy by the way.
The "gay boy" you punched in the hall today. Committed suicide a few minutes ago. His parents didn’t shed a tear though. He’s been gone to them for a while. Upset he couldn’t turn off his wants like a volume dial. So I guess what you did was just the trigger. That amped him to put an actual one under his finger. Beautiful thing is I love you Trevor was the last thing he had to say.
The pregnant girl walking down the street, she got raped. Limbs bound and mouth duck taped. Nobody was around to hear her scream. And after, nobody asked about her cloths falling apart at the seam. Not a person stopped her on the street to ask about the burses that blended in with the night. Or, the smeared blood on her body because she did put up a fight. But you wouldn't know that form the once heavenly body you meet.
The boy you called lame. He has to work every night to support his family. Mother strung out father was never there. Sisters too you for the situation to even be aware. Of the constant effort he putts into making her believe that life is worth something. But with all that’s unraveling in his own life he barely knows what that means. But you know what, his employee of the month award in a frame.
That girl you pushed down the other day. She's already being abused at home. Mother’s boyfriend doesn’t recognize she’s not a punching bag of his own. And her mother see’s the burses hears the complaints that her daughters insides don’t feel right. But she turns a blind eye when he comes home at night. She's use to the pain by now, so she'll let you do as you may.
That girl you called fat. She's starving herself. Only finds comfort in what make her forget about the things she hasn’t dealt with. Food. Never talked behind her back, never was rude. Only thing that was there for her through the name calling, teasing, and rock throwing. Her only regret, she didn’t eat things lite and easy going. Did you ever consider that?
The old man you made fun of cause his ugly scars. He fought for our country. He took shrapnel in the arm and face, dislocated hip, and a bionic knee. He put his life on the line and the re-upped again and again. But only had a little ragged shack at the end. But God at the mercy of his fate. And still doesn’t have more than a penny to date. But when he retired he had silver two bars.
The boy you made fun of for crying. His mother's in the St. Row medical clinic. She there pushing life’s limit. Dying with obvious cause but without anything known to aid. She got it from an unremarkable night of getting laid. And now he’s in this dark world alone. All he’s worried about is his mother while his father’s out being “grown”. There is nothing he can do while she's laying there dying.
You think you know them. Guess what?
You don't!
If I was to cry
If one day I was to cry
And use heartbreak as the reason why
My eyes would never dry
If for a moment I was to cry
Until love and sorrow found an equal tie
I may never find peace before I die
If just like you i was to cry
That would make two as blue as the sky
Without a thought to correct life's lie
If you let me go and I was to cry
I would just accept my given pie
No questions asked, just our final good-bye
And use heartbreak as the reason why
My eyes would never dry
If for a moment I was to cry
Until love and sorrow found an equal tie
I may never find peace before I die
If just like you i was to cry
That would make two as blue as the sky
Without a thought to correct life's lie
If you let me go and I was to cry
I would just accept my given pie
No questions asked, just our final good-bye
Real Teen Ending
And it just got real
Because even though I'm telling you this story
Doesn't mean that I'm alive at the end of it
It's that kind of story,
where things just got so out of control
Where written in between the lines
There's a lot of obscurity
And it just got real
This stopped being a simple teenagers tale
Not even that long ago
But it feels that my actions
happened over a lifetime
And unlike a show that just
Comes on weeknights at six thirty
I've been running for the past
Two days
Why
Why you ask
Because I did bad things
Well one bad thing and then some choices
I shot a gun
And just left
Didn't even care
If he was alright
I just needed it all to stop
Needed it all to go away
But now I'm tired
scared and spent
And it just got real
Thought I just saw a state car
But it could have been just my eyes
Chuck Taylor's weren't meant
For climbing up the face of a cliff
Almost at the top
Can't stop now
And it just got real
Hit top speed
But should have stopped
Because I didn't see the edge and
Wen't over
Felt like I was flying and their
Wasn't an end
Oh, wait
It just got real
Because even though I'm telling you this story
Doesn't mean that I'm alive at the end of it
It's that kind of story,
where things just got so out of control
Where written in between the lines
There's a lot of obscurity
And it just got real
This stopped being a simple teenagers tale
Not even that long ago
But it feels that my actions
happened over a lifetime
And unlike a show that just
Comes on weeknights at six thirty
I've been running for the past
Two days
Why
Why you ask
Because I did bad things
Well one bad thing and then some choices
I shot a gun
And just left
Didn't even care
If he was alright
I just needed it all to stop
Needed it all to go away
But now I'm tired
scared and spent
And it just got real
Thought I just saw a state car
But it could have been just my eyes
Chuck Taylor's weren't meant
For climbing up the face of a cliff
Almost at the top
Can't stop now
And it just got real
Hit top speed
But should have stopped
Because I didn't see the edge and
Wen't over
Felt like I was flying and their
Wasn't an end
Oh, wait
It just got real
One + One might = Three
when we're in the mood
when we're in this place
when the temperature rises
and our hearts start to race
and in between heavy breathing
accompanied by low moans
our body's needing
while my mind can't even roam
then it all goes wrong
it all just stop
with an imperfection of the song
a latex pop
then he pulled out
face full of dread
and i never gave a shout
when he got up and fled
when we're in this place
when the temperature rises
and our hearts start to race
and in between heavy breathing
accompanied by low moans
our body's needing
while my mind can't even roam
then it all goes wrong
it all just stop
with an imperfection of the song
a latex pop
then he pulled out
face full of dread
and i never gave a shout
when he got up and fled
A single tear drop
A single teardrop, attentive and clear
Running over a face the would seem to be
untouched by all fear
But if you were to just look into her eyes
Feel her pain and
Be consumed by all of her whys
Porcelain skin can hide so much
Just not the redden spots
Or evidence of her fathers touch
She feels their is no one to listen
so she just waits there
And let's her emotions stiffen
With a single tear drop, acid and crystal
That hits the chamber
Of the loaded pistol.
Running over a face the would seem to be
untouched by all fear
But if you were to just look into her eyes
Feel her pain and
Be consumed by all of her whys
Porcelain skin can hide so much
Just not the redden spots
Or evidence of her fathers touch
She feels their is no one to listen
so she just waits there
And let's her emotions stiffen
With a single tear drop, acid and crystal
That hits the chamber
Of the loaded pistol.
She said it, but I heard too late
"Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
When, the beauty in your life is growing ever thin.
And the only time you smile-
Is while silver steel bites into
The heartache you feel.
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
When,your home life is anything but zin.
And your father is a tyrant
who enjoys to rant about how
with looking good you should't bother.
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
When the people who see it only want to sin.
And all you want is the
simple bliss of someone's love too.
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
when, a drugadict is youre next of kin.
And theres nothing you wouldn't give away
to have had her stay or atleast say something.
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
When, the pressure of the world is making you bend
And you just want to give but you
know you must not though."
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing,when you cry yourself to sleep but nobody hears a peep, so you just fade away as youlet the blood seep.
Sorry I heard you too late...
Edited by - Terra Blake on 05/30/2012 12:55:59 PM
When, the beauty in your life is growing ever thin.
And the only time you smile-
Is while silver steel bites into
The heartache you feel.
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
When,your home life is anything but zin.
And your father is a tyrant
who enjoys to rant about how
with looking good you should't bother.
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
When the people who see it only want to sin.
And all you want is the
simple bliss of someone's love too.
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
when, a drugadict is youre next of kin.
And theres nothing you wouldn't give away
to have had her stay or atleast say something.
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing:
When, the pressure of the world is making you bend
And you just want to give but you
know you must not though."
Outter beauty doesn't mean a thing,when you cry yourself to sleep but nobody hears a peep, so you just fade away as youlet the blood seep.
Sorry I heard you too late...
Edited by - Terra Blake on 05/30/2012 12:55:59 PM
Just so happen, it didn't leave a bruise
They hit me with all the anger and all the hatred of not knowing me
They hit me with fists full of anguish and palms the color of confusion
They hit me while I was unwelcome in a place that i was place long ago
They hie me because I didn't know how to go along with the white tide that washed upon the darken beach
They hit me for not playing the role I was cast without the background information accompanied
Freedom
Being imprisoned in this predicament sickens me
Locked away from the world like some monstrosity
I’m human as anyone else on this planet
So I should be treated like it
I screamed and yelled and banged against these bars
You left the key mere inches away of arms length
I may be your prisoner but I will never give in
I refuse to cave into your societal measures
You put me here because I am the way I am
And it's too bad that the way I am offends you
But I shall not change who I am
I shall not lie about how I feel and think
I am human and will not deny my needs
You are wrong to do this to me
Your kin, your flesh and blood
Your son
Mother, believe that I have tried in the past
But I have come to terms with myself
With this world I was born into
You do not accept me because I am different
Because I go against the worlds terms
So as many do when you don't understand you shun
You've locked me away for all that you don't know
I'm scared and hurting and you're suppose to be there
For me
You're suppose to chase the monsters away
Not create new ones in my life
So I beg and plead and cry that you will let me free
I would love for you to understand that I am
What I am, who I am, and how I feel
But for now I just wish to be free
So as I do every night
Tonight I down in my own tears
Until the darkness finally takes me
Locked away from the world like some monstrosity
I’m human as anyone else on this planet
So I should be treated like it
I screamed and yelled and banged against these bars
You left the key mere inches away of arms length
I may be your prisoner but I will never give in
I refuse to cave into your societal measures
You put me here because I am the way I am
And it's too bad that the way I am offends you
But I shall not change who I am
I shall not lie about how I feel and think
I am human and will not deny my needs
You are wrong to do this to me
Your kin, your flesh and blood
Your son
Mother, believe that I have tried in the past
But I have come to terms with myself
With this world I was born into
You do not accept me because I am different
Because I go against the worlds terms
So as many do when you don't understand you shun
You've locked me away for all that you don't know
I'm scared and hurting and you're suppose to be there
For me
You're suppose to chase the monsters away
Not create new ones in my life
So I beg and plead and cry that you will let me free
I would love for you to understand that I am
What I am, who I am, and how I feel
But for now I just wish to be free
So as I do every night
Tonight I down in my own tears
Until the darkness finally takes me
Killing You
This is for everyone who doesn't think any one cares if they fade away with the cold world. I do.
Can you tell me why the roses are red an the violets are blue? Can you tell me why I can't remember him yet I miss you? An can you tell me why you wanna pull that trigger? An if you do you'll just be another sorry dead figure.
Who let their problems an difficulties keep them down.An right now Ima smile because I don't wanna frown. Because if I do Ima realise that everything you ever told me was real lies.That I should never give up an to just suck it up when life spins me around.Because it's just a sad clown.
Yep, life an it's a stupid joke. An even if you don't think so the punch~line makes me choke.An mabye till hope does me in. Because I'm not Batman an can't goto a funerial for a friend. Eventhough I wish I was in-the-end.
An if you decide to be that dead figure. Please don't go down with a pull of a trigger.So me first and the last note is for you. An just remember that if you go through, you'll might as well be killing me while your killing you.
Can you tell me why the roses are red an the violets are blue? Can you tell me why I can't remember him yet I miss you? An can you tell me why you wanna pull that trigger? An if you do you'll just be another sorry dead figure.
Who let their problems an difficulties keep them down.An right now Ima smile because I don't wanna frown. Because if I do Ima realise that everything you ever told me was real lies.That I should never give up an to just suck it up when life spins me around.Because it's just a sad clown.
Yep, life an it's a stupid joke. An even if you don't think so the punch~line makes me choke.An mabye till hope does me in. Because I'm not Batman an can't goto a funerial for a friend. Eventhough I wish I was in-the-end.
An if you decide to be that dead figure. Please don't go down with a pull of a trigger.So me first and the last note is for you. An just remember that if you go through, you'll might as well be killing me while your killing you.
Her Addiction
A man can’t give me what I want
And money can’t buy me what need
There seems to be nothing on this earth
That my addiction could feed
Others didn’t give me what they should’ve
I was a very neglected child indeed
And apparently, to you, it’s okay
To go and let my feelings bleed
People’s warnings and notions
I did continuously heed
So I guess I deserve where I am
To stay in the garden full of weed
But hey that’s just how life goes
And I will act without greed
Just lay down in this empty room
As my addiction continues to cry and plead
And money can’t buy me what need
There seems to be nothing on this earth
That my addiction could feed
Others didn’t give me what they should’ve
I was a very neglected child indeed
And apparently, to you, it’s okay
To go and let my feelings bleed
People’s warnings and notions
I did continuously heed
So I guess I deserve where I am
To stay in the garden full of weed
But hey that’s just how life goes
And I will act without greed
Just lay down in this empty room
As my addiction continues to cry and plead
Lovers Lies
I Love You.
And these are the true lies of our real lives
The ones we wake up and say out of habit
To the faces of people we Love that cut like knifes
And the blood that soaks through is just the pains advocate
I believed when your hand print was still there after you were gone
That was you showing your Love
An you still there meant I would never be alone
Like a watchful angel from above
But hey the devil was an angel too
And you would never think someone could fall so far
Saddest thing you tried to take me with you
Now i see you for the Lover you are
And just as happily, on me, you left dents
I open my eyes and raise my heart
Knowing time will lift your prints
Walking into the sunset apart
Love.
Bi-po-love
You love me
Well us
Maybe it was you
who was different.
Me crazy ,
you also high
I was addicted to Harmony
And you kept running back too
your first love - crank
But we found a way, somehow
We try to fight the odds
But with Harmony wanting to shoot up
You couldn't fight
the devil in a red dress
Candace couldn't watch you and Harmony
playing in the devils playground
Kissing,Shooting,Dazed,Fighting,Shooting
Repeat
I pushed Harmony away
But I love you so I let her stay
Soon I faded and Harmony finished up
for me
Just play nice in the World of crank
Me
Well us
Maybe it was you
who was different.
Me crazy ,
you also high
I was addicted to Harmony
And you kept running back too
your first love - crank
But we found a way, somehow
We try to fight the odds
But with Harmony wanting to shoot up
You couldn't fight
the devil in a red dress
Candace couldn't watch you and Harmony
playing in the devils playground
Kissing,Shooting,Dazed,Fighting,Shooting
Repeat
I pushed Harmony away
But I love you so I let her stay
Soon I faded and Harmony finished up
for me
Just play nice in the World of crank
Me
Mirror
The scariest thing in the world is a mirror
Not something you’re familiar with, are you
But what I see doesn’t matter
It goes away at the same time I do
So as I avert my eyes from the blindly following image
Trying to run from that, you just don’t know
Say I’m done with that, but on my face
It just does not show
I don’t think you’ve ever had someone put you
In front of a mirror and tell you to look
Not something you’re familiar with, are you
But what I see doesn’t matter
It goes away at the same time I do
So as I avert my eyes from the blindly following image
Trying to run from that, you just don’t know
Say I’m done with that, but on my face
It just does not show
I don’t think you’ve ever had someone put you
In front of a mirror and tell you to look
Unanswered Questions
Should I try something new?
Well the same old story freshly spun around
Take a chance on cupids lost dance
Wonder if hope keeps life from crashing down?
Should I just wait?
Hold off on something I just got out of
But wouldn’t the best just happen anyway, fate
Do you think that last bit is true?
Should I do wait everyone wants?
What everyone who knows me says is best
But don’t I know myself better than the rest
Or is that just what people say?
Should I do what’s best for me?
But what if I don’t even know what that is
Truth be told I’m lost
But hey, doesn’t the truth set you free?
Well the same old story freshly spun around
Take a chance on cupids lost dance
Wonder if hope keeps life from crashing down?
Should I just wait?
Hold off on something I just got out of
But wouldn’t the best just happen anyway, fate
Do you think that last bit is true?
Should I do wait everyone wants?
What everyone who knows me says is best
But don’t I know myself better than the rest
Or is that just what people say?
Should I do what’s best for me?
But what if I don’t even know what that is
Truth be told I’m lost
But hey, doesn’t the truth set you free?
Tonight
I can't ever understand how it gets to this
on my knees begging and pleading
Please don't leave me this way
Letting my heart wait and bleed
As if you don't care at all
I'd rather fall asleep and die
I beg you not to walk away from me like this
I can't make it on my own
I cut my wrist and bloody dot my eye
You'll never stop until my final breath is gone
on my knees begging and pleading
Please don't leave me this way
Letting my heart wait and bleed
As if you don't care at all
I'd rather fall asleep and die
I beg you not to walk away from me like this
I can't make it on my own
I cut my wrist and bloody dot my eye
You'll never stop until my final breath is gone
Theme
Listen to me with the ears of patience
Hear in my voice that I’m desperately trying
Talk to my with the voice of an inspiration
Let your words be filled with dedication
Kiss me all over with the lips of a mother
Preserving for an unnamed lover
Touch my body with the hands of a sinner
You can see the scars even though they grow thinner
Hold me tightly with the arms of a father
Not wanting the world’s troubles to bother
Look into my soul with the eyes of an angel
As clear and joyful as a freeing bell
Hear in my voice that I’m desperately trying
Talk to my with the voice of an inspiration
Let your words be filled with dedication
Kiss me all over with the lips of a mother
Preserving for an unnamed lover
Touch my body with the hands of a sinner
You can see the scars even though they grow thinner
Hold me tightly with the arms of a father
Not wanting the world’s troubles to bother
Look into my soul with the eyes of an angel
As clear and joyful as a freeing bell
This is why I cut.
*I really need to not have
a panic attack right now
And there is on;y one way
I know it could be avoided
*I really need the escape
from stress, anguish, and guilt
And it seems to be eating
me up from the inside out
*I really need to reduce the level
of rising panic in my head
And I'm sure if I don't it'll
drive me insane
*I really need to be emptied
and fully cleansed
And let the spilled blood
I feel flow through my veins out
*I really need to find
a new fix
And right now there is nothing in the
world that could make me feel more normal, free
I really need to stop and I know just when to, NOW!
a panic attack right now
And there is on;y one way
I know it could be avoided
*I really need the escape
from stress, anguish, and guilt
And it seems to be eating
me up from the inside out
*I really need to reduce the level
of rising panic in my head
And I'm sure if I don't it'll
drive me insane
*I really need to be emptied
and fully cleansed
And let the spilled blood
I feel flow through my veins out
*I really need to find
a new fix
And right now there is nothing in the
world that could make me feel more normal, free
I really need to stop and I know just when to, NOW!
Public Service Announcement
From the diary of ...
I truly wish for everyone to leave me the hell alone!
I am a big girl and I really don’t need to be baby sat.
So to everyone who feels the need to stick their noses
Into things that’s really don’t concern them, STOP!
I’m going to do whatever makes me happy.
And if you don’t agree with it, get out of my life!
I’m not asking for you to stick around and get your feelings hurt.
And I’m not going to make myself unhappy for anyone.
Anyone!
Not the people who pretend to smile in my face,
Just to go running off spreading lies.
Not the people who abuse my trust in friendship.
And definitely not the people who feel the need to treat me as if I’m a child,
And baby-sit me for people who I’m not even concerned about at this point.
I’m stick of the lies, fake smiles, and being unhappy.
So I’m doing things for me.
And leaving you to wallow in whatever issues you’re having with life.
Kennedy Elle Stone
Terra Juliet Blake
I truly wish for everyone to leave me the hell alone!
I am a big girl and I really don’t need to be baby sat.
So to everyone who feels the need to stick their noses
Into things that’s really don’t concern them, STOP!
I’m going to do whatever makes me happy.
And if you don’t agree with it, get out of my life!
I’m not asking for you to stick around and get your feelings hurt.
And I’m not going to make myself unhappy for anyone.
Anyone!
Not the people who pretend to smile in my face,
Just to go running off spreading lies.
Not the people who abuse my trust in friendship.
And definitely not the people who feel the need to treat me as if I’m a child,
And baby-sit me for people who I’m not even concerned about at this point.
I’m stick of the lies, fake smiles, and being unhappy.
So I’m doing things for me.
And leaving you to wallow in whatever issues you’re having with life.
Kennedy Elle Stone
Terra Juliet Blake
Any Red-Blooded Girl
Till days end listens to the same song, just because it puts words to her feelings
Prays the same words every day, just that’s things will work out this once
Smiles and laughs on a daily basis, just to hide her pain, hurt, and fear
That has it harder then she feels she can bare, never lets a soul know
Stays up all night, thinking about one boy and if he’ll ever notice her
Who feels the world fails to listen, cries and screams into her pillow
Dreams with her eyes open, to afraid to the darkness consume her
Takes life as it comes, hoping it’ll get easier down the road
Gets her heart broken, but loves as if it never happen
Prays the same words every day, just that’s things will work out this once
Smiles and laughs on a daily basis, just to hide her pain, hurt, and fear
That has it harder then she feels she can bare, never lets a soul know
Stays up all night, thinking about one boy and if he’ll ever notice her
Who feels the world fails to listen, cries and screams into her pillow
Dreams with her eyes open, to afraid to the darkness consume her
Takes life as it comes, hoping it’ll get easier down the road
Gets her heart broken, but loves as if it never happen
Reflection
I look in the mirror and I see,
A person who never stops crying
A person that is not me
A person that hurts
A person in pain
A person who lost it
A person who is insane
A person that worries
All day and all night
A person who is scared
A person in fright
A person I don't like
A person I don't want to be
Im a person who’s happy that’s not me.
A person who never stops crying
A person that is not me
A person that hurts
A person in pain
A person who lost it
A person who is insane
A person that worries
All day and all night
A person who is scared
A person in fright
A person I don't like
A person I don't want to be
Im a person who’s happy that’s not me.
My Little Monster
Brick by invisible brick
Regret, the monster sealing the chinks
Have you ever tried to quit a bad habit?
It's come to define you, no?
It could kill you, but your going to die
someday anyway
So what's the rush?
Don't let go until you have to
Until it's that or your last breath
then again
I'd choose you, my substance
I'd choose you over any substance
Why not die happy?
Why not die buzzed, satisfied, sooner?
with less regrets then later
Sooner then later, you fallow through
That's why your my monster
Your killing me and I enjoy it
"their'in lies a major problem"
Don't make me laugh
how could my source of rush be a problem?
Better question, ask my if i care...
Regret, the monster sealing the chinks
Have you ever tried to quit a bad habit?
It's come to define you, no?
It could kill you, but your going to die
someday anyway
So what's the rush?
Don't let go until you have to
Until it's that or your last breath
then again
I'd choose you, my substance
I'd choose you over any substance
Why not die happy?
Why not die buzzed, satisfied, sooner?
with less regrets then later
Sooner then later, you fallow through
That's why your my monster
Your killing me and I enjoy it
"their'in lies a major problem"
Don't make me laugh
how could my source of rush be a problem?
Better question, ask my if i care...
Vodka Helps
Seems like I can only find love in the comfort of a bottle.It doesn't hurt you, doesn't scar.
Seems like I can only find love when the love comes cool and slow. It doesn't leave bad memories of what once was.
Seems like I can only find love when its akdoV spelled right. It doesn't seem like I can do anything right now.
Seems like my first two glasses are warring off. It doesn't look like I have a full bottle in the house.
Seems like I need to go and get four more. It doesn't appear to be a good coping method.
Seems like it works, until I run dry. Or think of him.
Seems like I can only find love when the love comes cool and slow. It doesn't leave bad memories of what once was.
Seems like I can only find love when its akdoV spelled right. It doesn't seem like I can do anything right now.
Seems like my first two glasses are warring off. It doesn't look like I have a full bottle in the house.
Seems like I need to go and get four more. It doesn't appear to be a good coping method.
Seems like it works, until I run dry. Or think of him.