Fall into forgetting
Left here alone,
with the knife in my hand,
with the blood dripping down,
in a blackned wasteland.
I broke every promise,
that I'de ever made,
and you turned your back,
watched my dim essence fade.
Left here alone,
frozen hearted and scared,
an overcrowded room,
a life all too fair.
Just like me,
You will fade away,
we're left here alone,
we leave only to stay.
I've been all to depressed lately so in a lame attempt to better my mood I shall compose a list of things that make me happy.
- baklava
- my fire place
- yarn
- blankets
- clean laundry
- warm days
- ska
- playing songs from Beauty and the Beast on the piano
- playing anything on the piano
- looking through music to find the perfect solo and ensamb. piece.
- buying Christmas presents for people
- knowing that I have a good chance of getting into UC
- tiny caluses and engravements on the tips of my fingers from playing my violin
- my new subtly tinted blue hair
- apple pie
- coney islad
- the "hee hee store"
- my 12 ft tall Christmas tree
- the new CD's that i'm getting for Christmas
- anything and everything musical
I suppose I'll stop here for now.
There's so much more I need to say, but I'm going to get ready because we're going bowling with fricken NICK TOMPSON! Everyone is welcome to come... everyone already is coming.
Alright anyone that is not already coming... (which is like no one) is welcome to come.