Roughing
It starts again and I dislike it again. Same people, same faces, same places, same immature teenage bullshit. It'd be kinda nice if some people could grow up and be a new person. But no, that's too much for some people, they stay fifteen and expect the world to stay stagnant. Things change, hunny, change with it or get lost. New faces made the day easier, and made the morrow look more enjoyable. Butterflies are lame, but they still happen. Bag it, bin it, walk away. I never look back. Change is due, on a grand scale. So it begins.
It'll end in tears, and joy. There'll be new people, new faces, new places. The world's gone topsy turvy, I'm doing things I normally wouldn't and not even thinking when I'm doing them. The things I used to do, they come subconsciously. You, you're getting too attatched, back it up, I don't want that. What are you most proud of in your life? Without a doubt, yourself.
Candle flickers, smoke to the sky, I exhale. Waste of money, waste of time, a useful habit. Other useful habits pass the days when the days wont pass themselves. We got shafted, we all, with perfect timing, spread our buttocks and bent over to the big man, the big three. Three rules: Never eat anything that's still moving / The ground should never be rising to meet you at a speed faster than your forward motion / Hair should never be short enough to be gelled. Rules are made to be broken, it seems. Now I need to eat a live cow and land head first on the ground from a standing start.
I don't know. It's just... Not enough. Too much has gone and the filler isn't here yet. Had a great summer, apart from one thing. The hole. Summer was great, pretty much a huge two month long party for my eighteenth for no reason other than we wanted to. Do I need any other reason than... I love you?
It'll end in tears, and joy. There'll be new people, new faces, new places. The world's gone topsy turvy, I'm doing things I normally wouldn't and not even thinking when I'm doing them. The things I used to do, they come subconsciously. You, you're getting too attatched, back it up, I don't want that. What are you most proud of in your life? Without a doubt, yourself.
Candle flickers, smoke to the sky, I exhale. Waste of money, waste of time, a useful habit. Other useful habits pass the days when the days wont pass themselves. We got shafted, we all, with perfect timing, spread our buttocks and bent over to the big man, the big three. Three rules: Never eat anything that's still moving / The ground should never be rising to meet you at a speed faster than your forward motion / Hair should never be short enough to be gelled. Rules are made to be broken, it seems. Now I need to eat a live cow and land head first on the ground from a standing start.
I don't know. It's just... Not enough. Too much has gone and the filler isn't here yet. Had a great summer, apart from one thing. The hole. Summer was great, pretty much a huge two month long party for my eighteenth for no reason other than we wanted to. Do I need any other reason than... I love you?