Saturday, 20 June 2009
Ramblings of a sleep deprived teen!
So i hardly got any sleep despite how tired i was after the cleaning and rearranging of my bedroom. So it's fathers day... This day always makes me so sad, because obviously it makes me think of dad. If you find that this post is just pathetic psycho babble it's because I'm sleep deprived! My room looks so nice now, i still want to repaint it though. I should have a music corner, i have enough stuff what with the three... No wait, four guitars, keyboards, amplifiers, microphone, CD/radio/tape player... The list goes on. I should also get the closet downstairs for all the books here... It's like a freaking library! I've created this time capsule thing so i can look back at my childhood when I'm older, or you know if I'm really bored sometime in the near future... OK rambling over, going to bed now.
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poetry of the damned
It's not fair.
I don't know who i am.
Why do i feel this way?
I'm never able to be myself. Not really.
There's always a piece locked away.
A secret i won't ever say.
A lie i'll never reveal.
I made a mistake. It cost me everything.
I'll never be the same again.
No one knows who i really am.
He thought he knew me, but he didn't.
She thought she saw me, but she didn't.
What they thought they knew and saw was a shadow of what was real.
Of what i really feel.
I'll never fit in. I'm an outsider. For that i thank God everyday!
Who wants to be cool when that includes getting drunk, smoking and screwing around?
But why does being an outsider have to be so hard?
I am different. More different than you know.
That's the point really... You will never know. Because i will never tell.
untitled
perseverance is what they say my strength is
They must be right
because i got hurt again tonight
Yet i'm still ready to love
Rebound is my second name
But not in the way you might think
I wish i could hate you
But i don't have the strength
One day my heart will not be able to hold on anymore
will not react to heartbreak with immunity
i think today is that day.
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