Thursday, October 28, 2010

Song 1

Prepare for the worst and hope for the best is what I’ve always been told, but excuse me for not having faith in a country full of lost and broken souls. Don’t tell me that things aren’t as bad as they seem. Has mankind gone too far to be redeemed? Are we all doomed? So called democracy is based on false promises. Barely anyone taking notice of what this way of life has cost us. The rich get richer and the poor turn a blind eye without any protest. Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one who isn’t possessed. Is this the end? This planet is now a blackhole, sucking the life out of the weak, making it seem wrong to be a part of anything that is unique. The Government is full of corrupt elects that view you as nothing more than society’s rejects. This is a war cry and we will not retreat, we’re sick of being lied to just so you can get your seat. I watch your house crumble beneath your own two feet, because you never could practice what you preach. Your Government doesn’t care about you. It doesn’t care about me. They destroyed our future and left us with the debris.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Song 3

Backstabbers, liars, cheats and fools. They've always been jealous cause I don't play by their rules. Enemies and fair-weather friends, an integral part of what will fuel me till the end. On my terms. Heart pumps blood but my body runs on hate. I've always felt most alive when I've been irate. I am enthralled with the things that make my blood curdle and make my skin crawl. Respect if you challenge me even without accord, but I have no respect for cowards. Hiding behind the mask of anonymity. Are you really that afraid of me? Afraid of saying something that you can't later deny. The words you speak aren't good enough to stand by.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Truly Alone?

I know them, I know them all too well, my biggest flaws that I cling to as an excuse to stay miserable at any cost. The over-talked about, cliched thoughts of being afraid to lose when I'm without a crutch or a single excuse. There's ten thousand tons of pressure that is crushing my soul from the secrets I have that can never be told. Ten thousand tons of pressure is weighing on my mind, I'm lying when you ask me how I am and I just say "fine". I'm trapped. I'm trapped. I'm trapped of my own free will. I'm trapped. I'm trapped. I'm trapped by the promises I can't fulfill. I'm sick of keeping my demons, like dogs on a leash, whispering fear into my ears and spreading their disease. They keep dragging me along but I just can't let go because I might end up, truly alone.