prog reports....u gae or sumpting
tonights been shit...yeah. progess reports they ruin everything. they don't mean nothing. they just ruin everything..i'm soo fuxed for grades. 4 d's is ridiculously bad.here's lyrics/poem...
Pixels of light
The most non captivating words
Keep me trapped
In this chair
That’s been thrashed from
Endless hours of insanity
Compel me with choices
I’ll be sure to choose
The one filled with error
Wrists and hands glued
To this message machine
That imitates an outlet
When there was really
Never one there in the first place
Keep pushing ideas into me
Without hesitation I’ll reject them
Poisons have taken the original copy
Of myself that seems to be missing
Wasting and littering of life
Was the crime I chose and accepted
It’s punishments like battle scars
Without any rewards
Put away your suggestions
Into this jar I’ll never look at
For every time I’ve failed
A rich man has gained a small fortune
My dreams are an illusion
Of what my future will render
At times the cold cement
Of unfamiliar streets
Seemed not so bad
Suffering in all directions
Is the sum of this equation
Once again I’ve picked the incorrect
Burn my insides
And hopes of forgetting will arise
From this grave that I visit
In my unsuccessful sleep
That keeps being interrupted
Abruptly with fears and concerns that
I’ve been procrastinating for far too long
Light a match to my photographs
They seemed to have depicted
The real me incorrectly
call me gae or emo or both but i'm sooooo glad i have lauren as a GF...cuz talkins to her just maxe everythins better. 10/21 is my b-day and when that day comes i'm gettin myself a gift certificate to pete's coffee so i can get many a cappucino...
Pixels of light
The most non captivating words
Keep me trapped
In this chair
That’s been thrashed from
Endless hours of insanity
Compel me with choices
I’ll be sure to choose
The one filled with error
Wrists and hands glued
To this message machine
That imitates an outlet
When there was really
Never one there in the first place
Keep pushing ideas into me
Without hesitation I’ll reject them
Poisons have taken the original copy
Of myself that seems to be missing
Wasting and littering of life
Was the crime I chose and accepted
It’s punishments like battle scars
Without any rewards
Put away your suggestions
Into this jar I’ll never look at
For every time I’ve failed
A rich man has gained a small fortune
My dreams are an illusion
Of what my future will render
At times the cold cement
Of unfamiliar streets
Seemed not so bad
Suffering in all directions
Is the sum of this equation
Once again I’ve picked the incorrect
Burn my insides
And hopes of forgetting will arise
From this grave that I visit
In my unsuccessful sleep
That keeps being interrupted
Abruptly with fears and concerns that
I’ve been procrastinating for far too long
Light a match to my photographs
They seemed to have depicted
The real me incorrectly
call me gae or emo or both but i'm sooooo glad i have lauren as a GF...cuz talkins to her just maxe everythins better. 10/21 is my b-day and when that day comes i'm gettin myself a gift certificate to pete's coffee so i can get many a cappucino...