introduction.
i don't want your sympathy. everywhere i go i hear the buzzing. the voices in my head that split my mind at the core.
"there is she, the clumsy one who falls so easily.
she must be blind, for she doesn't see that everyone that loved him was simply born a causality.
she musn't hear us chant behind her, for this mockery would surely unwind her.
the ultimate epitome of hypocracy.
she often wonders what we think of her but she'll never know for sure.
we are the whipsers in the trees,
the soft howling in the constant breeze.
she doesn't know that we watch her as we please.
she doesn't know we watch her scream, falling to her knees. no, she'll never know.
what a show, what a show."
end scene.
Monday, January 26, 2009
did i really just say that?
lies are for liars and love is for lovers.
i am simply a hope-free tragedy of this conformability.
but it's not really hope-free, it's hopeless.
at the top of my lungs, i am singing your least favorite song in your open window.
but baby baby baby,
haven't you ever heard?
you've gotta gotta stard at the bottom to get to the top.
baby, baby, please.
just press stop.
i am simply a hope-free tragedy of this conformability.
but it's not really hope-free, it's hopeless.
at the top of my lungs, i am singing your least favorite song in your open window.
but baby baby baby,
haven't you ever heard?
you've gotta gotta stard at the bottom to get to the top.
baby, baby, please.
just press stop.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
die on your knees so everyone will remember the way you lived to please.
i have to fight for what i believe in daily.
stand up for it.
you're all i believe in.
stand up for it.
you're all i believe in.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
stay tuned.
"but home is an idea, not a place."
"home is found where the heart is."
i think if you somehow combine these,
you'll have the secret of the world.
"home is found where the heart is."
i think if you somehow combine these,
you'll have the secret of the world.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
and they say,
"son, you have two choices. you can commit mutiny against your beloved captain, or you can sink the ship. either way, you're going down."
this beat is my manifesto.
do you know what humors me the most? when people hate me. it makes me want to "split my sides and die laughing." do you know why? because i am you. and you. and you. and especially you.
i am merely a product of all of your fears, strengths, and weaknesses.
i mirror you.
you'll never notice.
i am a thief.
i steal pieces of every ones puzzle and cut them and slice them 'til they fit together perfectly.
by hating me, you are revealing only of your insecurities.
good day.
i am merely a product of all of your fears, strengths, and weaknesses.
i mirror you.
you'll never notice.
i am a thief.
i steal pieces of every ones puzzle and cut them and slice them 'til they fit together perfectly.
by hating me, you are revealing only of your insecurities.
good day.
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