err tryin to get creative again..
so ya i am trying to get creative and start writing again. It's been so long since i have written anything. So little in my life has changed... i still have my issues in my head, i still rot my brain in front of computer video games most the time when i'm not at work, always in and out of fucked up relationships, always broke, so ya f*ckit.
At any rate this is my attempt to get back into it, the usual dark and brooding intro, but i tried to end it on a lighter note since ya most everything i've written is always just completely dark very little with any real hope or happiness to it, and it gets old writing about the same f*ckin sh*t all the time.
But like most writers, we write about our life and our experiences in it... and while i've experienced a lot at an early age unfortunately.. it's still a lot of the same... death, sadness, heartache, and just the general insanity that goes along with being born with bi-polar disorder.
My personal view on this piece... definately not my best. My best work is always my dark sh*t, but eh at least I'm trying again right? since it's been several years now since I've written anything. Anyways here it is, it's meant to be a lyrical piece, so keep that in mind, but feel free to pass judgement upon it, i don't care if it's completely harsh or if it's positive, as long as it's the truth.
Isolation
{intro}
Imprison yourself
Inside your mind
Lock your doors
Run away and hide
Buried in torment
Of your own creation
Quit your fucking crying
For you're the only one to blame
All you ever do is whine
Crying about
how bad your life is
Sit around and mope
Drinking into a stupor
Smoking your brains out
You selfish little bitch
It's your own damn fault
{Chorus}
Get up
Get out
Shut up
And get it done
Free yourself
You alone
Noone else
All of this
It's up to you
Self absorbed isolation
Childish bullshit
Just grow the fuck up
Put the bottle down
Get your ass outside
Pick up the phone and call
Family and friends care
Just make the effort
{Chorus}
Get up
Get out
Shut up
And get it done
Free yourself
You alone
Noone else
All of this
{Outro}
The desperation
All for nothing
Open the door
Let someone inside
Show this fucked up world
You will not duck and run
But stand up and fight it
And make your own self happy
At any rate this is my attempt to get back into it, the usual dark and brooding intro, but i tried to end it on a lighter note since ya most everything i've written is always just completely dark very little with any real hope or happiness to it, and it gets old writing about the same f*ckin sh*t all the time.
But like most writers, we write about our life and our experiences in it... and while i've experienced a lot at an early age unfortunately.. it's still a lot of the same... death, sadness, heartache, and just the general insanity that goes along with being born with bi-polar disorder.
My personal view on this piece... definately not my best. My best work is always my dark sh*t, but eh at least I'm trying again right? since it's been several years now since I've written anything. Anyways here it is, it's meant to be a lyrical piece, so keep that in mind, but feel free to pass judgement upon it, i don't care if it's completely harsh or if it's positive, as long as it's the truth.
Isolation
{intro}
Imprison yourself
Inside your mind
Lock your doors
Run away and hide
Buried in torment
Of your own creation
Quit your fucking crying
For you're the only one to blame
All you ever do is whine
Crying about
how bad your life is
Sit around and mope
Drinking into a stupor
Smoking your brains out
You selfish little bitch
It's your own damn fault
{Chorus}
Get up
Get out
Shut up
And get it done
Free yourself
You alone
Noone else
All of this
It's up to you
Self absorbed isolation
Childish bullshit
Just grow the fuck up
Put the bottle down
Get your ass outside
Pick up the phone and call
Family and friends care
Just make the effort
{Chorus}
Get up
Get out
Shut up
And get it done
Free yourself
You alone
Noone else
All of this
{Outro}
The desperation
All for nothing
Open the door
Let someone inside
Show this fucked up world
You will not duck and run
But stand up and fight it
And make your own self happy