Yourself

It's almost as it we try to hard to be different

that we are really all the same

we are really not ourselves

we are different

but not

we like the same sports... talk about the same things

we try to hard

and especially us girls

we like to gossip,

talk,

some of us more than others

and lately,

i've been finding

that apart from my close girl friends

i have more fun joking 

and laughing 

with the guys

they are so much easier to get along with

(no i actually did NOT just realize this)

It's odd

But I finally understand

What happened

Karma

The Stereotype

It is such a nasty thing

To sort one

into a group

based on one judgement

She's a loser

He's gay

It makes me cringe to think of people that use these

i just can't

and honestly, I don't really care

We're all human,

we all have our differences

Why do we need to organize one more thing

Our race is strange,

how we need everything

to be organized

to be analyzed 

to be known

to be proven

why can't we just let it be?

Audience of One

I simply love every word, every phrase, and every verse in this song.

I can still remember
The words and what they meant
As we etched them with our fingers
In years of wet cement
The days blurred into each other
Though everything seemed clear
We cruised along at half speed 
But then we shifted gears 

We ran like vampires from a thousand burning sons
But even then we should have stayed
But we ran away
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway 
But what are we running from ?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone ? 

Identities assume us 
As nine and five add up
Synchronizing watches 
To the seconds that we lost
I looked up and saw you
I know that you saw me
We froze but for a moment
In empathy 

I brought down the sky for you but all you did was shrug
You gave my emptiness away 

But you ranaway
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway 
But what are we running from ?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone ? 

We’re all ok, until the day we’re not
The surface shines, while the inside rots
We raced the sunset and we almost won
We slammed the brakes, but the wheels went on 

We ran away
Now all my friends gone
Maybe we’ve outgrown all the things that we once loved
Runaway 
But what are we running from ?
A show of hands from those in this audience of one
Where have they gone ? 

"I Find it Kind Of Funny, I Find it Kind Of Sad" (That I am in emotional turmoil b/c of one little show about an island....)

How could you do this

i loved you so much

so cute so sweet

i thought you loved her

and what kind of sick and twisted mind would do that

there were easier ways ya know

I hate you

i used to love you

what is wrong with you?

i can't believe you

did you really think it would work out?

Did you think she would fall for that,

and forget what you have done?

Did you think that she would love you?

What did you expect?

Hah, well I'm sure you didn't expect that.

But you know what?

Even though I almost feel bad for you,

you totally deserved that

i mean,

YOU HACKING KILLED HER DAD AND YOU WERE IN COHORTS WITH THE GUY WHO KILLED YOUR MOM

BOTH OF YOUR MOM

that brings me to another topic

dude,

she's your half sister

WHAT HAS GONE WRONG

gah i'm so mad at you

so mad

so sick

so twisted

and yet,

i thought you were more

i loved you