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The lights grow dim, the evening brass
as she sits behind the blinds
a thousand smiles lost in the mind
while the words are 'neathe the carpet.
What little sense the day has made
she murmurs to herself
The stars in their heavens shake their faces
at their once gentle little darling
"I'm sick of reason, sick of rhythm, sick of life itself
I need a way to save this day and break free of this hell"
She picked up her feet and raced to the creek
in which she flung her screams
a thousand memories sailed past
to sink in depths at last.
When asked 'to do? and what achoo!
she yells at their merry heads
"to hell with you, you little poo
I fell from grace instead!"
Today, was beyond a day.I wish I could do over today. I am sad,lost, hopeless, alone. I just want someone to talk to and this computer is what I have, so if you dont want to read, then dont. Im writing, damn it!
Today, I hate myself.
I hate the way I walk and sing
the way I hold my head
I hate the way I wander lost
and how I feel most dead
I hate the way I freak out
the way I scream and yell
I hate the looks I seem to earn
the thoughts I hide, not tell
I hate their gentle murmuring
their dicey little eyes
I hate the way I worry most
Im sleeping in their lies.
I hate how I can hate myself
the way I bend back down
I hate how if I raise my head
I am still facing the ground.
I hate that no one seems to care
that I cannot make it on my own
I hate how I must write it thus
instead of reeping what I've sown.
I wish I could open up my heart and let the feelings pour out like liquid glassm clear and in every hint and shade of the rainbow. I am tired of freaking out. I react, I dont mean to act like Im crazy. I just worry. Too much, too often, to late. I annoy those around me and I annoy myself.I want to get away from every person I know. I want to become someone else. Someone I can like, someone that doesnt get under my skin. I want to be HAPPY! I dont want to complain to my computer when Im not happy... I want alot. More than I can have.
More than I can have.
as she sits behind the blinds
a thousand smiles lost in the mind
while the words are 'neathe the carpet.
What little sense the day has made
she murmurs to herself
The stars in their heavens shake their faces
at their once gentle little darling
"I'm sick of reason, sick of rhythm, sick of life itself
I need a way to save this day and break free of this hell"
She picked up her feet and raced to the creek
in which she flung her screams
a thousand memories sailed past
to sink in depths at last.
When asked 'to do? and what achoo!
she yells at their merry heads
"to hell with you, you little poo
I fell from grace instead!"
Today, was beyond a day.I wish I could do over today. I am sad,lost, hopeless, alone. I just want someone to talk to and this computer is what I have, so if you dont want to read, then dont. Im writing, damn it!
Today, I hate myself.
I hate the way I walk and sing
the way I hold my head
I hate the way I wander lost
and how I feel most dead
I hate the way I freak out
the way I scream and yell
I hate the looks I seem to earn
the thoughts I hide, not tell
I hate their gentle murmuring
their dicey little eyes
I hate the way I worry most
Im sleeping in their lies.
I hate how I can hate myself
the way I bend back down
I hate how if I raise my head
I am still facing the ground.
I hate that no one seems to care
that I cannot make it on my own
I hate how I must write it thus
instead of reeping what I've sown.
I wish I could open up my heart and let the feelings pour out like liquid glassm clear and in every hint and shade of the rainbow. I am tired of freaking out. I react, I dont mean to act like Im crazy. I just worry. Too much, too often, to late. I annoy those around me and I annoy myself.I want to get away from every person I know. I want to become someone else. Someone I can like, someone that doesnt get under my skin. I want to be HAPPY! I dont want to complain to my computer when Im not happy... I want alot. More than I can have.
More than I can have.