Monday, August 07, 2006
I'm Not Going To Get Drunk To Please A Crowd
I'm Not Going To Be A Slut And Sleep Around;
I'm Going To Say What I Think And Say It Loud
I'm Going To Say What I Belive And Stand Proud.
I'm Going To Be Me Not Matter Who I'm Around..
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7:23 AM
A friend will tell you not to drink,
but a best friend would buy the bottle,
hand it to you and scream
"LETS GET DRUNK BITCH!"
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7:17 AM
sometimes i feel like no one cares.
sometimes i feel like no ones there
sometimes i feel like i'm alone
sometimes i'm in an empty zone
sometimes i feel like im not alive
sometimes i wonder if im deprived
sometimes i think the world should end
sometimes i think i have no friends
sometimes i want to make them see
sometimes i wish i wasn't me.
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7:14 AM
getting a paper cut on one finger hurts
but its not that bad.
you can use your other nine fingers.
getting a cut on your wrist hurts;
but its not that bad.
at least you can see how deep the cut is.
getting a cut on your knee hurts;
but its not that bad.
there'll only be that little tiny scar.
getting a cut on your lip hurts;
but its not that bad.
you know that it'll heal one day.
getting a cut on your heart;
now that’s bad.
you’ve only got one heart --
and you cant see how deep the cut is,
you can only feel all the pain it causes.
and there will be a scar in it forever.
and worse of all, you wont know
whether it’ll ever heal at all
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7:04 AM
She's shaking in the car with the gun in her hands,
Falling over love and a sweet romance,
And I ain't never thought it could come down to this,
A bullet in my head, with the sweetest kiss...
it's in my head.
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5:39 AM
Saturday, August 05, 2006
Another poem, another line,
another girl pretending she's fine.
Another hour, another day,
she wishes she could get away.
Another heartbreak, another tear,
another excuse she doesn't wanna hear.
Another paper, another pen,
she writes she wants to be strong again.
Another story, another lie,
another night that she will cry.
Another band, another song,
another days passed, slowly gone.
Another scream, another doubt,
''Kick me while I'm down'' she'd shout.
Another forced smile, another broken heart,
just another girl wishing life would restart...
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9:55 AM
friends ask me how i feel and i lie convincingly
cause i dont want to reveal that face that i'm suffering
so i wear my disguise 'til i go home at night
and turn down all the lights and then break down and cry
well i guess i'm trying to be nonchalant about it
and i'm going the extremes to prove i'm fine without you
but in reality i'm slowly loosing my mind
underneath the guise of a smile
gradually i'm dying inside
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9:42 AM
the worst thing in life is to lose a friend.
a friend that means the world to you,
a friend that you put all of your trust and faith in,
a friend that you believe in from the start,
a friend that you care,
a friend that you share all your things with,
a friend that took the center of your heart,
a friend that you'd die for,
a friend that you wanted to cherish for a lifetime,
a friend that you love so much,
a friend, a good friend, a best friend
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