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I can feel your eyes on my face.
I can sense the laughter in this place.
I can see disgust in your eyes, as they stare straight back to mine.
I feel the prick of your fingers pointing at my back: "Worthless!"
I'll speak up, just not with my voice.
Time to talk back.
Crush all that I am, because all I am is not all you are.
And now all that's left of me is only what you've chosen to leave be.
So leave me in my ruins: just a mound of flesh.
So leave me in my ruins: my prison of flesh.
But I'm breaking free, and you're helping me.
My hand holds the gun, your hate pulls the trigger.
My life is over, it's about time I speak up.
Worthless.
Yeah so Dustin's going back into "Loose weight" mode. I have a gut, I hate guts, they're disgusting. My first tattoo should be comming up. Im going to get it on my neck somewhere...Just can't have a gut. I gotta convince my mom. She should be alright with it. No problem.
My next paycheck is going to suck. I got like these weird hours now, to where i get like 5 hour lunch breaks, its really weird, but awesome.
Last night was pretty cool. We went to the St Pauls Carnival. Pretty sweet. I'm still sick today from it. If I go again tonight, Im not riding anything. Lol, It's amazing how people get angry now a days. I love being who I am now...Chillin...makin' fun of people who cry about life, when thery're only 16. Your only killing yourself when you waste time crying and bla bla bla, it's almost like they need to get upset, so they can get attention...When the only attention they get is of me laughing at them. Who cares about a girlfriend, Who cares about making the grades, Who cares about standing next to this person, or being seen with this person, who cares how anyone dresses. The world is like, so "Genre addictive" it's so pathetic. I'm gonna get goin' though. Probably gonna have a lot of gay people post in my comment box, thinking I'm taslking about them or something, so you'll hear back from me.
I can sense the laughter in this place.
I can see disgust in your eyes, as they stare straight back to mine.
I feel the prick of your fingers pointing at my back: "Worthless!"
I'll speak up, just not with my voice.
Time to talk back.
Crush all that I am, because all I am is not all you are.
And now all that's left of me is only what you've chosen to leave be.
So leave me in my ruins: just a mound of flesh.
So leave me in my ruins: my prison of flesh.
But I'm breaking free, and you're helping me.
My hand holds the gun, your hate pulls the trigger.
My life is over, it's about time I speak up.
Worthless.
Yeah so Dustin's going back into "Loose weight" mode. I have a gut, I hate guts, they're disgusting. My first tattoo should be comming up. Im going to get it on my neck somewhere...Just can't have a gut. I gotta convince my mom. She should be alright with it. No problem.
My next paycheck is going to suck. I got like these weird hours now, to where i get like 5 hour lunch breaks, its really weird, but awesome.
Last night was pretty cool. We went to the St Pauls Carnival. Pretty sweet. I'm still sick today from it. If I go again tonight, Im not riding anything. Lol, It's amazing how people get angry now a days. I love being who I am now...Chillin...makin' fun of people who cry about life, when thery're only 16. Your only killing yourself when you waste time crying and bla bla bla, it's almost like they need to get upset, so they can get attention...When the only attention they get is of me laughing at them. Who cares about a girlfriend, Who cares about making the grades, Who cares about standing next to this person, or being seen with this person, who cares how anyone dresses. The world is like, so "Genre addictive" it's so pathetic. I'm gonna get goin' though. Probably gonna have a lot of gay people post in my comment box, thinking I'm taslking about them or something, so you'll hear back from me.