This sunny day
makes it seem
like I am trapped
inside a dream.
I cannot tell
if this is real.
Why cant i see?
Why cant i feel?
Whats going on?
I cant decide
if I am happy
or dead inside.
And what is this?
This hair and skin.
Im on an edge.
Will I fall in?
This sunny day
has found an end.
I go to sleep
and its sunny again.
im sick of you
its all your fault
im sick of crying
at your verbal assault
im sick of you
you shoot me down
im sick of trying
to turn my frown around
im sick of you
you think youre right
im sick of trying
to keep our frindship tight
im sick of you
you stupid girl
im sick of hating
you.
It falls from my face,
like a stone falls through water.
It leaves a small trace,
when emotions get hotter,
It does have a purpose:
to sooth and to quell,
It always makes sure,
that you're happy as well.
For each painful throught,
of anger of fear,
one of these falls,
i call it a tear...
LETS TALK ABOUT EMO,
HMM... LETS SEE...
IF I SLIT MY WRISTS,
DOES THAT MAKE IT ME?
LETS TALK ABOUT EMO,
I DONT UNDERSTAND.
DOES IT APPLY TO ME,
IF I WEAR WRISTBANDS?
LETS TALK ABOUT EMO,
IS BEING IT BAD?
DO YA' THINK IT'LL BECOME,
THE NEWEST BIG FAD?
I'D TALK ABOUT EMO
BUT, I DONT THINK I LIKE IT.
ITS COMPLETELY FUCKED UP,
AND ITS LOWER THAN SHIT.
Im never seen,
Im never heard.
I have no life,
Its quite absurd.
I do not have,
A single friend.
I know my fate,
My life will end.
Im always used,
Its quite alright.
I do not care,
Why fight the fight?
I bet you cant,
Guess who i am.
Well heres a hint,
My life will end...
Ranting of a Troubled Teen by EternalChaos23, literature
Literature
Ranting of a Troubled Teen
my lifes messed up,
my soul is dying,
somebody help me,
stop the crying,
its always like this,
always depressive,
constant carnage,
i dont think ill live,
school and home sucks,
i think ill cut,
"no! dont do it!",
all i say is "but--",
i tear myself down,
i cant help it,
they do it too,
my wrists almost split,
im sorry to tell you,
but im over the edge,
youll know i couldnt take it,
when ive jumped off a ledge,
my lifes messed up,
my soul is dying,
somebody help me,
stop the crying...
LETS TALK ABOUT EMO,
HMM... LETS SEE...
IF I SLIT MY WRISTS,
DOES THAT MAKE IT ME?
LETS TALK ABOUT EMO,
I DONT UNDERSTAND.
DOES IT APPLY TO ME,
IF I WEAR WRISTBANDS?
LETS TALK ABOUT EMO,
IS BEING IT BAD?
DO YA' THINK IT'LL BECOME,
THE NEWEST BIG FAD?
I'D TALK ABOUT EMO
BUT, I DONT THINK I LIKE IT.
ITS COMPLETELY FUCKED UP,
AND ITS LOWER THAN SHIT.
It falls from my face,
like a stone falls through water.
It leaves a small trace,
when emotions get hotter,
It does have a purpose:
to sooth and to quell,
It always makes sure,
that you're happy as well.
For each painful throught,
of anger of fear,
one of these falls,
i call it a tear...
im sick of you
its all your fault
im sick of crying
at your verbal assault
im sick of you
you shoot me down
im sick of trying
to turn my frown around
im sick of you
you think youre right
im sick of trying
to keep our frindship tight
im sick of you
you stupid girl
im sick of hating
you.
This sunny day
makes it seem
like I am trapped
inside a dream.
I cannot tell
if this is real.
Why cant i see?
Why cant i feel?
Whats going on?
I cant decide
if I am happy
or dead inside.
And what is this?
This hair and skin.
Im on an edge.
Will I fall in?
This sunny day
has found an end.
I go to sleep
and its sunny again.
Current Residence: Graham, Washington, USA, North America, Earth, Milky Way,... umm... what comes next? Favourite genre of music: I LOVE MUSIC Favourite photographer: umm... i really have no idea Favourite style of art: umm... manga, abstract, random, chickens, fan-art of all kinds... Operating System: my piano, clarinet, flute, oboe, sax, ocarina, and fliccolo... yes i am braggin', get over it... MP3 player of choice: IPODS BUG ME............................... Shell of choice: turtle Wallpaper of choice: umm... what does this question even mean? Skin of choice: human? Favourite cartoon character: Axel Personal Quote: "Treat everyone today as if they were to die tomorrow"
Favourite Visual Artist
uh... Salvador Dali and Ken-- i mean... BELINDA!
Favourite Movies
none...
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
oh wow... uh... i dunno. ask me in a note.
Favourite Writers
hmm... i like Anne Frank... i dont know...
Favourite Games
kingdom hearts (one and two)
Favourite Gaming Platform
umm... DS maybe... "touching is good" *suggestive smile*
Tools of the Trade
getting a bit personal, eh?
Other Interests
icecream, long walks on the beach, and poking dead things with a stick. (lol not original)
hmm.... to sum it all up (before my computer dies... AGAIN!), my computer hates me so much that it has decided to almost decimate my online time. im not even kidding! i had to start up my computer 5 times before it would let me get online. :(:(:(
OOOOH! :):):):):):):):):):):):) i applied to a funky lil' "religion" camp if you will. welllllll... i GOT ACCEPTED! ^^ i am soo happy! the way it works is kids (grade 7-9) will gather for a week of religion/summercamp fun! it sounds like so much fun and i am so glad they love me!
i wrote a poem and drew a picture, however, you shalln't see either of them because the picture SUCKS and the poem... we
ok... y'know what??? if they say its "impossible" then that'll make me wanna beat it MORE! i have been working on it for hours and days... and im still on question #56... its SO annoying...
ok... i would like to say that there IS an answer to question #40 (if you are patient enough to get there...) but im NOT GONNA TELL YOU!!! *stupid dance, sings song*
so... here is The Impossible Quiz: http://www.addictinggames.com/theimpossiblequiz.html