Mhmmm
Teardrops echo in my mind,
Shreds of joy - I'm deprived,
And empty eyes, and evil sighs,
Around me all connive.
I walk the path I long to walk,
And yet get pushed and shoved,
Trying to remember all the while,
Just how much I'm loved.
I try so hard and yet I fail,
When they push me away,
I try to help, and then I fall,
And this reoccurs everyday
So you can push, and then some more,
But I have power with me,
I might fall or lose the fight,
But it'll be perfectly.
so, tonight, my family got in another huge freakin fight... it ended up with my dad leaving, my brother and sister screaming, and mom sitting in her room. yeah, and, you may ask, who started this fight? well, as my brother so elegantly put when he broke up with his girlfriend, 'You ruined our lives." yup, twas i. i felt horrible, because it was my brothers 18th birthday... but i just couldnt put up with my sister anymore... GAH!!!! so anyhow, 2 or 3 hours later we had a "family talk" where things were starting to be reconciled, when we were interrupted by the phone. we got it thinking perhaps it was my sister b/f but no, it was my dad's business partner Cathy. she always gets us at bad times, so my brother was trying to explain to her "This is a bad time" but my brother soon handed the phone over to my dad. we sat in silence wondereing what was so important that it could interrupt our "family talk" my dad finished with, "I'll be right there" we stared at him. he told us Cathy was having chest pains and used her nitro twice and it still wasnt getting better (these are major signs of a heartattack) so he left, william went with him, mom and i baked for the business, and my sister resorted to one of her means of escape : sleeping with her headphones blarring. so thats my night. Happy Birthday Bro.
Shreds of joy - I'm deprived,
And empty eyes, and evil sighs,
Around me all connive.
I walk the path I long to walk,
And yet get pushed and shoved,
Trying to remember all the while,
Just how much I'm loved.
I try so hard and yet I fail,
When they push me away,
I try to help, and then I fall,
And this reoccurs everyday
So you can push, and then some more,
But I have power with me,
I might fall or lose the fight,
But it'll be perfectly.
so, tonight, my family got in another huge freakin fight... it ended up with my dad leaving, my brother and sister screaming, and mom sitting in her room. yeah, and, you may ask, who started this fight? well, as my brother so elegantly put when he broke up with his girlfriend, 'You ruined our lives." yup, twas i. i felt horrible, because it was my brothers 18th birthday... but i just couldnt put up with my sister anymore... GAH!!!! so anyhow, 2 or 3 hours later we had a "family talk" where things were starting to be reconciled, when we were interrupted by the phone. we got it thinking perhaps it was my sister b/f but no, it was my dad's business partner Cathy. she always gets us at bad times, so my brother was trying to explain to her "This is a bad time" but my brother soon handed the phone over to my dad. we sat in silence wondereing what was so important that it could interrupt our "family talk" my dad finished with, "I'll be right there" we stared at him. he told us Cathy was having chest pains and used her nitro twice and it still wasnt getting better (these are major signs of a heartattack) so he left, william went with him, mom and i baked for the business, and my sister resorted to one of her means of escape : sleeping with her headphones blarring. so thats my night. Happy Birthday Bro.