Jun 22, 2004 21:48
Week of finals really hurt my head, and I absolutly have to do good or my parents are going to send me to private school. That would be cool though, I would be the bad ass at school, the cool one that everyone hates but the girls secretly like! Muah hahahahahaha, watch out private school boys cause here comes the lady killer. Well, it is not really late but I must leave you all and go to bed!
My skin exfoliates the misconceptions of the past,
My veins refuse strength to overcome this miscast.
My blood refuses oxygen, the right to extend my youth,
My cells refuse to fuel the terrible untruth.
My heart chooses to waver the right to care,
The right to share,
Your heart chooses not to supply my body,
Your feelings in tried to embody.
My heart doesn't choose over my brain,
Yet they both choose to refrain.
I choose to complain,
I want you to explain.
I thought this temple of mine was your domain.
This heart contains blood too rich to retain.
My darkest days of this existence,
Have some set pattern, some persistence,
Yet I give the world no resistance.
Loneliness is which pertains to me in a sense,
How dare you call this tragic life innocence?
My ears have cause to bleed,
This world is too deviated by creed.
In this life I will never succeed,
At this rate, I am going to die a life of greed.
I speak in one voice,
Though the words I have spoken leave me no choice.
All these words conclude in lies,
All this torment and badgering come together and ties.
With a few words I will advise,
That you back off and take away my demise.
I throw the rice rolling over snake eyes,
I want a life where I do not have to improvise.
I want a life without good-byes.
Deep in these sapphire blue eyes,
A true heart underlies.
With this all I compromise,
I have a plan that I will newly devise.
A plan of where one man defies,
The law of life and all it supplies.
My plan is to change all this,
Rearrange my days to endless joy and bliss.
I confide in you,
Only you seem to have a clue.
I have some case of deja vous.
The old plan I must have outgrown.
I plan to fall deeply in love,
I want a love to speak thereof.
I wonder what it will be like,
I wonder if our feelings will be alike.
Hate is all I have grown to know
I wish I could have changed a long time ago.
Only he knows why!