Momentum
Alright today was a pretty good day. I woke up fine not tired or anything. Ate some b-reakfest and listend to some music before I went to school. School kinda sucked, I sleept through a lot of classes. After school I went to the post office to send something out. Then picked Marlo up. Dropped her off at home and went to work. Since Tyler didnt show up I left at about 4:40. Got home and talked online for a few minutes. Picked Marlo up again then we went to Harrisons. We all went to woodfield to look for some shirts. We didnt really find anything cool so then we went to Record Breakers. Harrison bought some shirts and what not. Marlo got some huge Misfits poster thingy. We went back to Harrison and played Goldeneye for a bit. Beck came over and later on so did Dan. We left at about 9:30. Now im home finishing up some homework. Thats it for today. Later Dayzzz, Keep it fresh and clean.
Down the old staircase...I’m walking out the door. I feel lost here tonight, everything has changed since that summer before. Stumbling forward...I’m glancing back. There's no one in the window begging me to come back. The streetlights are burning. But I'm not yet ready for this day to be done. Cause I always come up short. I'm always lusting for something more. And so I push right into the night harder and harder until my heart beats just right. Across downtown and over the tracks. Exhaustion finally taking hold...down to the place I love where nobody knows. Old photographs much too late at night. I Dream of times I wish I could leave behind. And I always Wake up ugly and dissatisfied. I've gotta change my mind. I’ve gotta change my life…get down to the root of the problem…cure my misdirection…cause all the laughs die at closing time and I lie awake wondering why I’m an all or nothing kid and why I’ve been feeling like nothing all of the time. Where do I go? Am I on my own?
Down the old staircase...I’m walking out the door. I feel lost here tonight, everything has changed since that summer before. Stumbling forward...I’m glancing back. There's no one in the window begging me to come back. The streetlights are burning. But I'm not yet ready for this day to be done. Cause I always come up short. I'm always lusting for something more. And so I push right into the night harder and harder until my heart beats just right. Across downtown and over the tracks. Exhaustion finally taking hold...down to the place I love where nobody knows. Old photographs much too late at night. I Dream of times I wish I could leave behind. And I always Wake up ugly and dissatisfied. I've gotta change my mind. I’ve gotta change my life…get down to the root of the problem…cure my misdirection…cause all the laughs die at closing time and I lie awake wondering why I’m an all or nothing kid and why I’ve been feeling like nothing all of the time. Where do I go? Am I on my own?