i feel so sir-reen like a tambourine

im am thurouly upset
that i'm per chance of rain
im incapeible to resonate
that i will die "to the pain"

dont you dare call me dramatic
for you dont know what's beheld within me
for not being apart of the network
but not part of the system, inconsistancy

i dont want to hide this break out
i just wanna make it go away
no matter how many pic of your pantis i posses
im nothin but a wall mart bouquet

i am any where but where you are
and that is someplace not worth being placed
for in your eyes is where i saught to be
thats where i feel facened theather and lace

our relationships static statisticly
is one face book status from doomsday
and they'd blame and right it off as a technicallity
but fully nessisary tho the current distress concayed



i have no clue what that was, lol the last section i think im going to take out because it really has nothing to do with anything. but i wrote this loosely based off of my feelings about me not being able to be with my friends and chancey... do you think that there was any CHANCE of me finding a way to get ther(get it chance! and chanCEY!) lol i dont know, im tired.. w hatevery, lol

i dont know where i come up with these indistinc lovy kinda sad songs

its like this boy is becomming a man
and we've got chemistry like boom
but its destroying who i am
im looing at myself in the mirror
but when theres cracks thats when i see me clearer
cause when  i am a master peice
thats when all  a disaster sees
they dont like it because its not what they planned
so they file it under "i do not understand"
but see i feel like thats where this trully belongs
with the only other who sings te same song
is the only real genious whom
calls his home a padded room
so i guess what im trying to stay
when others see a court i see a forweigh
my favorate parts about you, is what you hate
cause thats when a body individulates
and if i wanted the same as every body else
then id go buy one off the shelf
love me for the soul thats lives after death
and kiss me even if i have bad breath
just love me for who i am and the way i sing lifes tune
and not for this body that my souls confinded to
and i know
 that this song isnt much fun
but i gotta know
 if you'll still be here, when that bad times will begun

forreal this time.. i think i honestly have no clue its far to late

ive been livin my life
with a james deen  mantality
startled when i relaized
the edge was so close to me
i got so numb to
livin life on the wild side
that i forgot how it felt
to have someone to confide

im so scared of this feeling
but
thats what kinda apealing
so
ill just keep on dreaming
that
this isnt real life


i want your heart on the rocks
cold and crisp like the waves of the docks
i could just take it and run with it forever
the line of pain and love could sever
not everything has to have strings attatched
my heart is a torn and patched
i dont wanna miss, what i never really attempted to know

i feel like im living life
in the smoker section
its funny how im ok
with a lil misdirection
im clawing away
at the smoke "so scarry"
but my best friend is the smog
thoughit seems quite contrary

im so scared of this feeling
but
thats what kinda apealing
so
ill just keep on dreaming
that
this isnt real life

i want your heart on the rocks
cold and crisp like the waves of the docks
i could just take it and run with it forever
the line of pain and love could sever
not everything has to have strings attatched
my heart is a torn and patched
i dont wanna miss, what i never really attempted to know
so ill just give love a go


so ill just give love a go

my heart says yes,
but my mind says no
the only ones who deserve love
are those who love go
i hate life's monotony
and how its been getting the best of me

i want your heart on the rocks
cold and crisp like the waves of the docks
i could just take it and run with it forever
the line of pain and love could sever
not everything has to have strings attatched
my heart is a torn and patched
i dont wanna miss, what i never really attempted to know
so ill just give love a go

follow my feet with stevie(your such a whore part 2... revised once met)

so you come to me asking for advice on life
but i dont even think i got things down right
hon-es-teh-ly i dont know why she picked me
but im glad she did cause now i got a chance to see
maybe now i can be happy

i dont know the thoughts of my heart
so i follow my feet instead
you eat at the chains that set my soul free
will you follow my feet with me

all i can say is eh-ver-ry day
im a mess
when i see you in that red dress
i never though it ould be so scarry
to talk to a blode whos strawberry
for bein so sweet
even some choclates bitter
despit what they say
vacations have bad weather


i know you can do so much better than you know who
but i hope you dont want to
reach for some much more

i dont know the thoughts of my heart
so i follow my feet instead
you eat at the chains that set my soul free
will you follow my feet with me

ehh... i get so busy on tangents

i grabbed her by her wrist
my soul was stung by the words she spit
she was always far to pretty
for her words to be so sweet
i knew that she would crumble like a city
as her kindness would deplete
because in the end i am just a dick
and you are just a jane
our life is at the end of its wick
we're at the end of our reign
its not ok that we're dying
but its something that ill accept
but its not like im not trying
but its as if you cant recept
the things that i do
or the heart that is in them
its as if my actions are a throat
and you stuffed it full with flem
because in the end im just a dick
and you are just a jane
and the way you tist and rearrange
my motives is driving me insane
cause the girl that once made me salivate
is someone that i nearly hate
its like these words that im breathing life into
your needing someone to translate
and their floating to the skies
and oyur asking for it to wait
just jump upon the train darlin
it isnt to late
but you just stand and liflessly watch it go by
as i desperatly try to show you the point
that i have been trying to convay
but you just liflessly watch me go by
and i just wave our last good bye

huh...

i am an artist not a metronome
i have feelings, im not a syndrome
i do not write what you want me to
i write what i feel, i do what i do
i dont care if its not what you like
who care if it give you a fright
its honest, unfiltered emotion
its raw sprinkled with pain
you think im crazy maybe
but i know im insaine
that and my insomnia is what keeps me awake
thoughts of the past
weather its real or fake
it is like this thing thing
some times its rhymes matches up
but sometimes it dont
it is without form
without shapes
it just hangs out
like my granmothers 1970's sun faded drapes
it appears ugly and warn out
most, prolly want it thrown out
but as john said let it be
it is there for a reason
most will debate it
few will appriciate it
many will show pitty
only the deformed will think its pretty
and thats how it was ment to be
united without unity
the protesters dont assemble
but when they gather they resemble
a common thought
a common goal
a pursuit of what a man once stole
or locked away
or smeared
kinda like a man with a beard
only the refined likes the aquired taste
because its not pretty
but takes someone to peer through
not to judge
but to take it as what it is
and maybe see
that it is a diamond in the ruff
for those, are the only ones with keeping
because anyone can buy a dimond
but only the discovered has ties
all this is
is once an idea
with random tangents
strung together with words
to attemot to prove apoint
you dont know my life
but through over anlyzing this
you could get to know it a little better

ahhhh (thats the title of it...)

i dont plug in my phone
so when it dyes i have an excuse to get off
im sourounded by irony
im swimming in closure
i finly feel satisfied
i even feel a little older
i feel not fulfiled by others
but fullfilled by the father
and i am more chill
and i am more happy
with a trusty friend
and a trusty waffle
what else does anyone else really need?