Apr 03, 2007 01:34
The !$#@ing DVD won't %*#@ing burn properly!! I have to have it ready for schoooooooollll! ARGH.
Now I've made notice that I haven't written in this thing since my last entry decades ago (which was merely a few days ago), but no one fret. Make due with this poem of mine. Don't cry. Don't cry. It's only the truth. Not a lie:
Mirror of Insanity
She wondered who she was
Holding the wooden frame to face
A question embarked since ever before
A question without trace
Stood in wonder still in search for any sort of answer
This was high class logic to her
She couldn't make the grade,
Only to stumble faster
The band made it's way forth
The tears stepped beat by beat
Creating a noise of panic of grief
Running a line of mascara so free
A hand clenched onto fear
A whisper in her ear,
"You are what you see."
Turn to find
Not a soul in sight
"Shut your mind."
Her one place to hide.
Stare the mirror in it's eyes
"I hate the person I have come to find."
She cannot look without a lie
Fear has brought her insanity
Fear has brought her here to die
On the best note: 16 MONTHS. Beat that assclowns!