deadicedj

The colors of life paint the sky Truths of many are a lie It makes one want to fly For the closest friend seems to be a spy Truths of life are a lie Glueing it all together to form a ply Stuck in the muck of life The lie of happyness is beyond the reach Society's achievements is what they teach Are those the things we want Daunting the lie of happyness is the biggest taunt The followers find the lies and make a flaunt I just want to be free of social rules Stuck in the middle of going to secondary schools I am in the path of many fools Can things every be so simple Like the uglyness of a pimple Tallying the lies in the smiley

The fountain of the mundane The same life on the same day Monday through friday going to work Saturday and Sunday in self dillusion of greater things Monday through friday going to work Saturday and Sunday in self dillusion of greater things Looking out the window Knowing all that could be different Looking out the window Stuck with out control Wishing for a change of color Wishing for a change of wind Monday through Monday Stuck in the Mundane

Mystery mystery, all about this train Mystery mystery, heading straight to abrupt pain All aboard to destination unknown Sorrows and woe to each thine own Why lies in secrecy and and not true Why are so many things blank to you Mystery train on the bend Mystery train is where you will spend

How clever you are to make me love you against my will. My hand writes about your beauty, while my mind hates everything about you. Cupid be so evil as to stab my heart, rip it out of my mortal body an place it in your hand to do with as you wish. Tell me, do you do this out of pity or is thier a small flame in your body for me? What is it the attracts you to me, so I can destroy it. But as I write that my eyes stare helpless at your radience. Stop it, I have now control!!! Now you are trying seduce my mind, but that will not work for that is the one thing about me that you will never have. HA. You heard me my dear, YOU WILL NEVER HAVE IT!!!!

i have felt pain all my life to live with out it would be to walk through the mall naked i have grown accustumed to it i take pleasure in it i want to wrap my self in it if i am with out pain i create it yet when some one says \"That not right\" i say yes it is for i am pain, it is me no pain, no me if some one trys to take it away from me i run away crying, \"what are u try to do to me?\" i don\'t know anything else. but pain is like food, some u like an some kind you jus don\'t like an stay away from i like physical pain it makes me stronger an better than every one else in this \"happy\" world i hide from pain of mind.

You amuse me You are something that can not be explained You don\'t try to change me You don\'t try to make me fit in You simply enjoy my company You like me just the way i am You listen to my problems You comfort me when i am sad You ask in return for a little bit of kindness What are you? Where did you come from? WHY ARE YOU ONLY IN MY DREAMS...................

The frustration is overwhelming Why is it so overwhelming ITS KILLING ME MENTALLY The cause is unknown Like some many things in this world Its cause is hidden from me Something else is hiding in me Something that is growing And this growing IS KILLING ME It blinds me It makes me feel numb to all Except to my own thoughts an voices It hurts others around me But especially ME There is nothing that satisfies it It is just there I am drained from it Now i am ANGRY My life is changed My only goal is defeat this frustration It my obbession My existence I wonder what i will be when i beat it I never asked to be frustrated I j

Everything seemed to be it normal self i started eating the cereal off the shelf I knew everything was gonna be same today just the same thing every fricking day And then an unexpected call from someone who didn't appear to be a friend at all Things felt uneasy in the beginning but i played it nice and started grinning The day was turning to a new direction everything felt better from thier intention The day was spent in good times i know now my mind needs some time To rethinnk my relationships so future ones don't turn in the shits A day like today was rare i know tomorrow will be bare For happy times a few an far between So

I can't think straight Everything is really fuzzy Friends seem to be like a rock on the road side of life There is something more than blood in my heart It is the cause my distress It is the most dangerous, feared, intoxicating feeling that is in the Universe...... I am a slave to this, this I hear her voice in my head Saying words that i want her to say Being next to my side like i want her to be Yet it tugs on my heart like a horse pulling a chariot A chariot of love, an death For death is always next to love For when the love ends Death begins When she leaves my head, and runsaway from my heart My heart is kept company by

If I haven't told you today that I love you, I've sinned all my life against you. If I haven't let you know that I need you it's because I don't know quite how   to break the news. If you didn't hear me say you're beautiful maybe I just wasn't thinking it loudly enough. If, somehow, you didn't realize that I care so much, maybe it's you,  not paying attention to me.

Has no one ever told you you're beautiful? An organized chaos runs through your veins an unholy sort of pain is shown on your face but underneath all your shells lies a beautiful (yet tragic) watercolor stain. Crimson on the edges, where your passion lies, pink just inside it, to show your softer side. Purple splatters where bruises could not heal, and your childhood memories are all droplets of teal. In the very centre, where your beating heart should be, is a black labyrinth of confusion, but it is not there without its silver lining. Everything, in fact, seems perfectly wonderful to me. How prettily the colors move