UGLY

September 30, 2006

Lazyyyyyyyy

I wanna be……

Why should the world care

Ugly

Thats me

Just fuckin let me be…

 

LOVE TO SUFFER IN PAIN

I’ll return my friends

poetry is summoning me

its only time that has deserted me somewhere distant

 for now a maze is all that I can see

unconquerable is it?

I reject to accept this notion.

Now you want to torture me more, don’t you?

Cover my eyes and make me blind

Handicap me

Why does the world still seem bright?

hahahahahaha

The best you can do is murder me

Chant Murder Murder Murder

hahahahahaha

Oh the pain! Wow the pain!

Kill me now! I want to suffer!

I love to suffer in pain. 

 

 

 

 

 

what you’ve become

a life is lived in understatements

words, sum up everything– entire things, entire times and lives

and we speak them words, as if their meanings did not matter

we talk, we make guesses, gossip and gossamer

weaving a life that did not happen, eroding bit by bit what "really is", making ourselves what we are not

 

 

we spoke in a way that wasnt ours, we made ourselves what we was not

and everyday, my friend, we pretended we was someone else

but we knew, between you and me, who we really were

we lived this life, of a hypocrite, without an option

but we confided in one another every night

we thought we’de preserved ourselves like this for always

 

now you’re not in front of me anymore

and you’ve become what you pretended to be

your hypocrisy was wonderful

it has won, and you’ve fooled yourself for ever

you’ll never be yourself again

 

i look at myself in the mirror, but i "know" not what i see

am i wearing a mask, or is this who i am

now you’re gone my friend, and i’ll never know myself again 

for too long, i’ve been pretending, and like you, i’ll never know myself again

 

 

Happy !@#$%^& DASHAIN!!!!

September 29, 2006

The screams of goats fill the air;

Make the night amusing… f*** that

Well, it’s another f***in’ year;

another f***ed up year

It’s not enough

 

The crowds get old;

like lookin’ at rooftops from the terrace

Everybody’s runnin’ around;

Money; MONEY; money

Runs the whole world round

 

 Reminds me of people who never care

Those who were never there

All smile at you for no reason; f****in’ hypocrits

All too much to bear;

Well not this year

 

What’s so great?

Have innocents stopped dying? Or has the world stopped going to hell?

Money still flies aroung

Just listen to the goats screaming

It’s another f***in’ year………… 

 

 

 

ramblings in common

September 26, 2006

past midnight
and i dont know
no no no
common lounge and diet coke
led zeppelin and crazy joke

MY HEART IS BROKEN
I WILL CUT MY WRISTS
AND DYE MY HAIR BLACK
AND WEAR WOMEN’S PANTS

Add what when all is taken away?
Plans fucking plans
Been there before
Nothing is gonna work out

Christmas who cares about christmas?
Need no reason to celebrate
dancing whore
Only she has reasons to celebrate
Let her
Fuck her
greets decent
‘fucking hell’

Life is sleep deprived
Doesn’t make any sense
Life is yashres bio book
Doesn’t make any sense
Life is everything
That doesn’t make any sense
 
Beer
Alcohol
Scones and milk for the kids
Everyone here is a kid
Only some grew u
it’s time for a retreat

arghhhhh

so what happened

when red eye dominant allele crossed with white eye recessive allele

…i fucked up!

when the A B C s are giving you the trip

the R N A and D N A don’t make sense

blah blah

bleh

nothing makes sense

crazy aliens

shaking hands and reproducing

conservative aliens

15N and 14N

blahhhh

baaaaal

baal baal baal 

 

September 24, 2006

;-/

September 22, 2006

life is an open window;

you need a wind-chime

life is an empty bottle

you need some sweet wine 

 

SELFISH FUCKERS

September 19, 2006

Book, O’ my dear book

Sorry I abandoned you

Sorry I could handle you no more

Why? But Why?

I love you, I revere you, I need you

But I need to ditch you now

Right at this moment

I need to be free

Free from all the intellectual thoughts

I need to be just with me

Me and no one else

No world, no people, no politics

Only me and my imaginations,

Only me and my dreams

Only me and the utopian land

Oh say you understand

Oh say you’ll be there again when I want

Oh say you’re never going anywhere

For this is human nature you see

Selfish… Selfish… Selfish…

And this’s the way it will always be.

 


 

 

yada yada yada

September 18, 2006

it’s getting cold…

some warmth

a relic of home

a slice of faith

maybe that’s all we need

maybe that’s all we seek

"i’m on the outside looking in"

cold…alien…cold