i cry out to god seeking only his decision.
i often find myself here...and i will never find redemption.
funny how, when you put your playlist on random, the first song plays what you feel.
A court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one...
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
i don't remember what i did friday. all i remember is i woke up saturday morning, ate breakfast with adam and jonathon, then watched tv with my boys downstairs in the lobby all day. then mayra and david came over and we went to eat at the best thai restaraunt on the drag "madam mam's". then we called monil because he is our leftovers-eater, then we decided we'd go to a party. but there were no parties except for a halloween party, and we were like 'haha, maybe not'. then we went to the movies, they were closed so we went to walmart (i bought the best of will ferrel and chris farley on saturday night live dvd's), then what-a-burger, then somehow we found alcohol and partied on our own. then i came home and so i've heard, had interesting conversations with about 13 people on my buddy list. im so philosophical when im buzzed.
that is all. life is good. i refuse to believe otherwise, no matter how much i screw my life up.
funny how, when you put your playlist on random, the first song plays what you feel.
A court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn
So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one...
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
i don't remember what i did friday. all i remember is i woke up saturday morning, ate breakfast with adam and jonathon, then watched tv with my boys downstairs in the lobby all day. then mayra and david came over and we went to eat at the best thai restaraunt on the drag "madam mam's". then we called monil because he is our leftovers-eater, then we decided we'd go to a party. but there were no parties except for a halloween party, and we were like 'haha, maybe not'. then we went to the movies, they were closed so we went to walmart (i bought the best of will ferrel and chris farley on saturday night live dvd's), then what-a-burger, then somehow we found alcohol and partied on our own. then i came home and so i've heard, had interesting conversations with about 13 people on my buddy list. im so philosophical when im buzzed.
that is all. life is good. i refuse to believe otherwise, no matter how much i screw my life up.