this thing is beyond old and stuck in high school.
so is my life.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Stuck
I'm stuck in the mud all by myself with nobody to help me out
because I don't want to be stuck with the same people and the same problems.
Can somebody ELSE OTHER THAN YOU help me out? I want to see and talk to new people.
I'm sick of the every day routine of being in a slump because of the way we act around each other. College is only 2 months away and we need to change. Why don't you get stuck in the mud and have someone else get you out? I know you want another hand to touch you and so do I so why don't you just do it? You can't feel anyone but me and it's pathetic. I'm not always going to be there to say "it's okay" or "there, there" I'm not gonna be there and neither are you.
So cut the ties and the strings that we're hanging by, leave me in the mud
and call someone else to come and get me, because I'm not putting my hand out anymore.
Monday, May 16, 2011
you have stars in your eyes
that follow me when i walk
down the hall
when i open my locker
you follow me into
this twisting winding tunnel
of sorrow.
the tunnel is filled with lies and
tears and all the changes that happened
over the years, and everything that
we said we've ever wanted
except floating cars and the ghosts
that haunted,
with people that talk to you every day
the ones that talk in circles to trick you
so you don't know what to say.
sometimes when we're here i can't believe
we're even alive in here, floating like we don't care
the tunnel contracting every which way
the locker is shut, it's locked, we're here to stay.
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