I don't need the government to hold my hand.

I guess im feeling a little down tonight

Valentine's day is coming up... barf. 

Why don't you just cut me open with a rusty spoon and rip my heart out. 

Yeahhhh not really feeling cupids arrow much.

The whole thing seems like another day to just spend unnecessary money on someone who's most likely 

A. Is going to cheat on you. 

B. You always fight with
C. Leaves you with broken emotions and bones.
or
D All of they above.

I'm starting to think the government is hiding all the good kind and charming men in a cave somewhere...
Only letting one or two out at a time.
Leaving us to fend and mend our broken hearts alone.

I can see them now sitting around a table dressed very nicely in there black suits and slicked back hair...

they will sip on a glass of aged scotch and laugh...

"That's what they get for leaving the kitchen" 

Yeahhh i'm on to you.

chocked.

someone save me from my mind

Baby blue eyes

Head in the clounds.

Feet planted on the ground.

All this talk,

But nothing worth talking about.

When the wind blows,

I stand still.

Build them up,

Break me down.

I'm bound to an endless sanctification to never be figured out, 
I wont stand down,
No walls will fall down. 
Ive said it before and ill say it again. 
i have no problem turning the other way. 




Theres to much to tell,
Not enough time
There's an endless story behind these blue eyes.

Sing

Regulation, replaying inside my mind,
just like that night you let out a soft sigh,
crushed the bones in my hand and sent me away,
I saw the grin that was printed upon your face,
like a postcard for destruction,
watch me walk into the flames,
go ahead and incinerate, im to blame,
the cliff drop is long and slow,
waiting to hit the bottom of the destructive floor,
nose is burning and my throat is sore,
head is spinning wanting more,
you cant leave me like this,
you've done too much damage,
make me forget what its like to be content,
the crowd gathers round to watch me sink,
and if we really do part into two,
what will be left of me without you,
liquor cabinet leaves me plastered to the floor,
look out the window and what do you see,
a small bird that knows how to sing,
thoughts now racing wanting to understand,
how such a thing could know it all,
take me to a place where white walls surround,
let me scream and not make a sound,

burn it down

And when it all comes crashing down.. who will be there to catch you?
yourself that's who. so keep your arms straight out and your hands flat so you have the power to push yourself back up to your feet.

higher and higher and higher

Im so unsure with myself.

I feel like sleep medication,

Locked an sealed in a small blue capsule .

Taking myself out of reality and into my own mind

I used to get freaked about the thoughts that rambled in my head.

I would often think i was the only one  that could hear constant chatter.

And be ashamed to tell people.

But i suppose its not as different as i think it is.

If we didn't have an inner voice how could we think before we just stated blurting out words, right?

Pick Up. Shut Up

I need some new faces, new jokes, new events. A one way ticket out'a here.