My bedroom was a cave
I could hear rodents squeaking at night
things crawling outside
in the jungle of rusted bikes
and forgotten furniture
I had a window
out side was an alley way
and a cement wall
from there it looked like it was 6 AM and foggy
all day, every day
every night squeaks and scurries
dog barking at every passer by
all alone on the first floor
dark and creaking
But when it rained
sleep came easy, despite the draft
all i could hear was the pitter patter of rain drops
falling on to the plastic roof above the alley way
One day, I had the chance to move from my tiny, cramped cave
I took it
finally up stairs
in a
my feet dont quite touch the ground
when i look down
I'm not quite there yet
an elephant is drowning in a lake somewhere
but no one is there
to comfort it
I've walked to the point of no return
unless i turn around
Maybe there'll be another day
Why live in the real world when you can live some where else
A place undisturbed by realities bothers
A world of only pleasantries
A world that consists of loving things
A place you only find in your dreams
Until the alarm gets pressed
And you become distraught
Life's gracious breath
Stops at only horrendous beings
And you're soon to realize this is no nightmare
Reborn into the abyss of the real world
Dreamland has ended
Wake up Alice
Time to come home
Until you realize its all over
It tried its hardest to be good to them,
And every time it ended in rejection.
It tried to help and be your friend,
And was always in contention.
They said,
It was too clingy,
And over the top.
Fucked up in the head.
You treat It like its monster,
Like Iron man, and the Iron giant.
But all It really needed was someone to help foster
The emotions that were causing a disaster.
Monsters aren't born,
They're created.
Like Dr. Frankenstein's friend,
It feels hated.
You'll only have your self to blame
When Its tied up like Chunk in the basement,
After its done like Jack
And took an Ax
To everything around it.
So you can just wa
People every where are lame.
None of them ever act tame.
Every one is disappointing,
Because of them I feel like croaking.
Negativity has possessed me.
Its not my fault
Everyones just crazy.
My bedroom was a cave
I could hear rodents squeaking at night
things crawling outside
in the jungle of rusted bikes
and forgotten furniture
I had a window
out side was an alley way
and a cement wall
from there it looked like it was 6 AM and foggy
all day, every day
every night squeaks and scurries
dog barking at every passer by
all alone on the first floor
dark and creaking
But when it rained
sleep came easy, despite the draft
all i could hear was the pitter patter of rain drops
falling on to the plastic roof above the alley way
One day, I had the chance to move from my tiny, cramped cave
I took it
finally up stairs
in a
my feet dont quite touch the ground
when i look down
I'm not quite there yet
an elephant is drowning in a lake somewhere
but no one is there
to comfort it
I've walked to the point of no return
unless i turn around
Maybe there'll be another day
Why live in the real world when you can live some where else
A place undisturbed by realities bothers
A world of only pleasantries
A world that consists of loving things
A place you only find in your dreams
Until the alarm gets pressed
And you become distraught
Life's gracious breath
Stops at only horrendous beings
And you're soon to realize this is no nightmare
Reborn into the abyss of the real world
Dreamland has ended
Wake up Alice
Time to come home
Until you realize its all over
It tried its hardest to be good to them,
And every time it ended in rejection.
It tried to help and be your friend,
And was always in contention.
They said,
It was too clingy,
And over the top.
Fucked up in the head.
You treat It like its monster,
Like Iron man, and the Iron giant.
But all It really needed was someone to help foster
The emotions that were causing a disaster.
Monsters aren't born,
They're created.
Like Dr. Frankenstein's friend,
It feels hated.
You'll only have your self to blame
When Its tied up like Chunk in the basement,
After its done like Jack
And took an Ax
To everything around it.
So you can just wa
People every where are lame.
None of them ever act tame.
Every one is disappointing,
Because of them I feel like croaking.
Negativity has possessed me.
Its not my fault
Everyones just crazy.
Holy Jesus Christ almighty mother of god for the love of Bruce Wayne: OOOOOW!!!!! Since fricken Sunday I've had awful piercing back pain in my lower back and shoulders..... and mid back, basically my entire back. And then I've also got a fever- although it has gone down some. And I can't walk cuz my head rattles and I have to sit before I faint and it sucks hella hard.....
THE END
My new (and old) crush. Any one who has ever watched the Office will prolly understand what I mean here. You know how Michael Scott (the boss guy played by Steve Carrel) has what they call a "man-crush" on Ryan, the intern character? Even though Michael's like straight or whatever he thinks Ryan is so great that it must be crush. Well I've decided- and I have definitely got a lady-crush on Katy Perry. Since I came up with a that I, thought I should let you all know.
THE END