Don't
Stop
Take a look around
What do you see?
Keep
Going
The American Dream
Is a joke
Work
Hard
Don't
Stop
Life doesn't exist.
So
Angry
Angry for entertainment
Your crime
It interests me
Your anger
It intrigues me
In this crazy world
There is no "normal"
We
Need
Different
Or we get bored
So
Get angry
Tear me up
I'll tear you up
On the outside
No one knows
All the insanity
Who knows
How fucked up
We all really are
Or...
Is this
just me?
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Fight
Fight
Kick
Scream
Fight
Yourself
Your mind
Fight your thoughts
Fight your demons
Long for your desires
Mind racing
Head spinning
Stop
Can't
Go
Fight the urge
The urge
Wait
Keep going
Can't
Stop
Fighting
Fight for life
Fight for hapiness
Fight for comfort
Work toward dreams
Shot
Down
Work toward desires
Shot
Down
Work to live
Barely
Is this life?
Looks more to me
Like I fight
I work
I slave
For those who have it easy
Do you fight?
Probably
If you read this right.
Kick
Scream
Fight
Yourself
Your mind
Fight your thoughts
Fight your demons
Long for your desires
Mind racing
Head spinning
Stop
Can't
Go
Fight the urge
The urge
Wait
Keep going
Can't
Stop
Fighting
Fight for life
Fight for hapiness
Fight for comfort
Work toward dreams
Shot
Down
Work toward desires
Shot
Down
Work to live
Barely
Is this life?
Looks more to me
Like I fight
I work
I slave
For those who have it easy
Do you fight?
Probably
If you read this right.
One Choice
Mind racing.
Head screaming.
Don't be a puss.
Just pick one up.
Three options in front of you.
Cut for release.
Shoot to kill.
Call for help.
You want one.
You need one.
Just one.
Which one?
Get angry!
But don't do it!
Argue and scream.
Forget this fucking scene.
Can't talk.
Can't live.
Can't think.
But your mind is always there.
Can't breathe.
And you can't escape.
You pick up the phone.
Because you feel like someone wants you to live.
Head screaming.
Don't be a puss.
Just pick one up.
Three options in front of you.
Cut for release.
Shoot to kill.
Call for help.
You want one.
You need one.
Just one.
Which one?
Get angry!
But don't do it!
Argue and scream.
Forget this fucking scene.
Can't talk.
Can't live.
Can't think.
But your mind is always there.
Can't breathe.
And you can't escape.
You pick up the phone.
Because you feel like someone wants you to live.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Just Some Stuff
Someday I Will See
Someday I will see.
Someday I will know.
Someday I will be able to tell,
What is real,
And what is a dream.
I've Come To Realize
I've come to realize,
There's nothing much here for me.
I've come to realize,
That I might be better off alone.
I've come to realize,
That life is never going to be easy.
Not even remotely.
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