Apr 01, 2008 21:27
i keep a blank stare into white. maybe if i dont look it will stop. i dont like the words pee, and pussywillows in the same sentence, used with the same breath, along with my father standing. what shoots through me is the begginging, i mean, i enjoy the negitivity, i really do; why else would i avoid getting to school on time? i wouldnt have to worry about staying restless if this atempt with ink didnt spill_"clamp, clamp, clamp," while shaking this whole house. im not smart, i look into others with jealously and wish i could snap thier necks or just run farfar away, too bad for being harmless to everybody but myself, huh? well, somethings changing. somethings whispering, "oh, how wonderful, such a beautiful life." but ive got a higher voice to cover those good things.