Submissions by voicetoreality

i think its pretty fucked up that you think i am mad.
for the simple fact that i live by my own demands
you think you are always right
well guess what your half right
everyone is an individual
everyone lives their own life
everyone makes their own desicions
some of us think twice
but when it comes down to it


FUCK YOU     FUCK YOU
and FUCK YOU


i am gonna be who i wanna be
i am gonna live how i wanna live
i am gonna sing what i wanna sing
and i will definatly think what i wanna think
if you have a problem with it...

everyday is the same
the sun goes down and the moon comes up to play
my mind is a game
trying to land on the right emotion
without a stress or strain
without a glimpse of past pain
but some things never change

i fear to talk because i never know what to say
i fear to become myself because i forget who i am
im lost in a plain
scattered memories hide behind the tall grass
i space out just hoping that this will be the last

thought of sadness
feeling of depression
hope for friendship

these negative thoughts need to go...

all these feelings are painless
but yet they infect the frame of my inner sanctum
ya, its heinous
the thought that the ideas are aimless
yet they still send related vibes in wave lengths

im upset when im stainless
mad when im rageless
im depressed for no purpose
i prove to be worthy, but still fel no importance

and for what?
so people rate me on how they portray me
judge me before they know me
punch me before they hate me
all because the scene we grew up in and matierial clothing

i feel like a bug in the mud trying to...