Song -- Please miss me

I miss you a little more today
It's okay, I know where you are
I just can't seem to find our way
Back onto the path

Will you miss me when I change
Could you tell the difference
Will I still look the same
On the same track

And one day I promise I'll run from you
And I'll never come back
But please don't miss me
My heart has cracked
Oh it's not like it used to be
I know that you don't smile
At the things we used to
And I doubt you'd even try

I left you alone today
It's okay, you knew where I was
It's just not enough to pay
For another mix of muesli

Would you miss me if I died
And left you hanging o-o-on
Would you stay by my side
Until I broke

And one day I promise I'll run from you
So hold me closer
And breath calm, like you do
I'm not a racer
But I'll see it through

Song -- Pin Cushion

I beg, please...
THink before you stick that pin in me
I don't want to be a pin cushion
Bloodshot eyes and worn out skin
So, please, just please
Don't drag me in

I may be young
It's a Friday at the club
And I may be blind drunk
And I stumble throught the streets
But I'm not gullible
I know when you are putting me on
And it's not gonna be fun
It'll just be vicious

So please...
Think before you stick that pin in me
I'm not another pin cushion
With bloodshot eyes and veins caved in
So, please, just please...
Don't drag me in

I'm not that kind
And you might see me walking
Away from you quite soon
Without even dealing or talking...
I'm not naive enough
To fall for your games
To go through all the pain
Just for a new buzz

So please...
Think before you stick that pin in me
I'm not another pin cushion
Tired eyes, worn out skin
So please, just please...

I don't want to be another
I won't slip you a roll of notes
Never the one to ponder
How you afford those blokes
I wish
I wish

So just please...!
Think before you stick them dirty pins into me
I don't want to be a pin cushion
Don't want to make my veins cave in
So please, just please...
Don't drag me in

Song -- Slink

Scream my name
I was born with glitter in my veins
And it's spilling
Down my chin
Grit my teeth
Could you say irony?
Because all I want kills me

Stretch my wings
Sunbathing
But boy, you're only a fling
Darling could you tell me
What I'm feeling.

Don't call this love
Because I don't think
Falling's right, you just seem to slink
Into my thoughts
While I'm coming.

Scratches mark
My pale arms
Could you do it again?
Because it's pleasure, this pain
Mirror ball
I'm off the wall
All those bodies pressed
Closer to mine

Don't call this love
Because I don't think
Falling's right, you just seem to slink
Into my lucid thoughts
While I'm coming

Scream

Don't call it love
Just name it bliss
I'm delirious
I'll say whatever you like
Just so you're inside

Guitar

Song -- Rose's song (Problem)

Oh, it's a problem
Because nothing I want
Turns out right, it seems
And it's hurting
Yesterday you said I'd
Never be in your dreams

Could you stop for a minute and tell me
What I did wrong?
Or please could you just spend a moment
Listen to my songs

I'm in love
It tears me apart
I have fuckloads of sorrow
Filling my heart
But I'm hopeful
I'll still be here
When the last train has gone
I will be near
I know I'll wait forever
But I'm never giving up...
I'm stuck

I'm ungrateful
A right little bitch
And I have trouble
Scratching that itch
But today he said I'm
Always in his dreams

What is wrong with this moment please tell me
Why it's so wrong
I don't think you ever listen
To my songs

I'm in love
It tears me apart
I have, oh, buckets of sorrow
Filling my heart
But I'm hopeful
I'll still be near
When the last train has gone
I will be near
I know I'll wait forever
But I'm never giving up...
I'm stuck

I'm stuck
I don't give a damn
I'll probably still love you
Holding his hand
I'm in love
It tears me apart
But I've got a space for you
In my mess of a heart
And I'll wait forever
I'll never give up...

I'm stuck.

Rose's song 2

I'm sorry sir but could you help me out
I'm looking for a guy who's never about
He's got cold silver eyes
And a devil's smirk
I think I died when he took off his shirt

But he's a monster
He'll only eat me up
If he could be mine
I wouldn't care what he took
I just want to get lost in those
Perfect silver eyes
At least I think I tried

I apologize but could you
Help me please miss?
I tried to cast a spell
Oh he that I missed
He's got the palest blonde hair
And cherry red lips
Could you just spare a minute

He might be a monster
But I'm calling his bluff
He should be mine
I don't care what he took
I just want to get lost in those
Perfect silver eyes
I don't care if he tried

I don't want him to change
His dirty habits
I don't want to be to exchange
Him for a habit
I'd rather watch one million years
Than ever give up...

Because he might be a monster
I might call his bluff
but I'm caught
Writing romantic fluff
About how I got so, so lost
In those
Perfect
Silver eyes
I didn't have to try

One look at his face
Sick to my stomach
My guts churn
It's me, I've done it
Feel that ache
In the pit of your belly
It's so cruel
It's so fake
He's the first of many

Song -- Remember

Do you remember last night?
Do you recall how pissed you were
When you caught me
On my own

Did you forget the drink
The one that spilled down your lips
A cold clear torturess
That hurt me

Can you feel your pounding head
Or does my screaming drown out the din
It's my misery
That reaches

I can picture your face
Contorted with rage
A silent decoupage
A memory

I can remember your first words;
'D-do you have the urge...'
To drown you?
Yes I do

I can remember last night
I can recall how pissed you were
When you found me
I wasn't alone

But do you think this morning
Over the ungodly din
That you could forgive me
For nothing

I won't leave you
No, I could never watch you go
But if you give up
I could let you go
I'd understand, I'd know

I won't use you
But I can never love you so
Maybe it's for best
But please let me know

I love you
You can't see it
You're not blind
Just an idiot

Song -- I'll be okay

Take me somewhere I can breathe
Take me to the riot
Take me outside where I feel speed
Take me where I can buy it

I can't sing in colour
And my ragged voice don't make time
I don't breathe electric
Throw me out on my ear, I'll be just fine

I'm leaving, I'm leaving, leaving you
For a trouble far away
I know it, I know what, I'm going to do
I'm gonna chase your face away
Just tell me how to do it
And I'll be okay

Take me somewhere I can spit
Without a reprimand
Take me somewhere I can hit
Without using my arm

I don't paint in voices
My rhymes don't always move in line
But throw me away and
I'll be just fine

I'm leaving, I'm leaving, leaving you
For trouble so far away
I know, I know what I will do
I'm gonna chase your scent away
Just tell how
I'll be okay

I only need instruction
I'll be okay
I only need a hand
I'll be okay
I only need a bad word to write
And I can own a band
I'll be okay
I kow that I'll be just fine...
If you give me time

I'm leaving, I'm leaving, leaving you
For peace so close today
I know it, I know what, I'm gonna do
I'm gonna laugh my blues away
Just tell me how
Just give me a hand
Just say no
I'll be okay.

All these boys look the same
Taste the same
Fuck the same
I need a change

All my girls look the same
Taste the same
Fuck the same
But something's changed

We've grown up,
Your tricks won't work any more
We need eargasm
You're not even hardcore
You're immature

Oh-woah,

I'm not sure what you mean
Because nothing you seem to say to my face
Makes sense
I'm always seeing red, and green
Because I'm jealous and angry that you always
Use defense
To make me cry
And I bite off
More than I can chew
More times than I can count
But that's nothing new

Short story: The girl with turquoise.

It was when she ripped the tights that everyone started to get bothered. Huge tears streaking down her legs, from her thighs to her toes. She did it with scissors, ruthlessly enjoying the rips she made in her skin and clothing.
The strange people came to the house again, telling the parents how her childhood fame had ruined her. She would never be the adorable girl with blond curls again; she had cut them off and straightened them until her hair was ruined, dying the remnants turquoise and purple, hoping to be expelled so she could go to the bad school and claim a ghetto background
Instead, she was told to get into drama.
She fit with the losers who dreamed of fame, with the sarcastic replies and near constant back chatting. The rips in her clothes were seen as expression.
Every night she told me wild stories of her fame, making up parties where beautiful people wore designer dress's over a thousand pounds and drank cocktails she'd found in a book her father used to whip out at parties.
She wasn't broken, she said, she was just waiting. Waiting for her mother to come back and claim her, for her father to stop using needles and start using a shirt and tie.
One morning, after she'd cried in her sleep and awoken with a wet pillow, she took me along the bank of the river, a trip out before school started. We watched the sun rise above the factory that was already pumping out steam at five in the morning, whispers of sleeping people drifting back to us from under the bridge.
I'll never do that, she said, I'll always ride at the top. I'll run this business, she declared proudly.
The next day in the paper there was a picture of a child star who had overdosed in a foreign country, dying alone without friends or her estranged family. She read this quietly, her eyes prickling with tears as her lips mimed the words.
She crossed herself even though she wasn't religious, miming apologies.
At school I heard more whispers of her, talking about her relationship with the girl who died. That was all she was to me; the girl who died; but to her she was three nights of no sleep, green kohl painted around her eyes in bright rings; green was the girl who died's favourite colour, she explained, it was in honour. Lest we forget.
I promised myself I would wear turquoise when she died, to remember her. I'd stay awake for three nights and cross myself, miming needless apologies.

I'm sorry, so sorry, always sorry.

She got back up, though, dancing down the streets like she always did, spinning me in crazy circles. I laughed with her as she did a perfect pirouette, ending with a bow. Heartbreakingly beautiful, she said. It was how she wanted to be known. Not the girl in the corner with the rips in her tights. Heartbreakingly beautiful.
Of all the endless nights she spent on the computer, clacking away on her websites to promote herself even anomalously, I watched her secretly from the beanbag in the corner, pretending not to notice when she clicked on adult sites, pretending to be much older than she was. She once danced for a woman in Alaska, rolling her body and spinning delicate moves a ballerina would envy.
I never envied her. Not once.
Last year while I signed the final documents to escape the home, there was a message in the post and the newspaper. The one in the newspaper was small, an obituary fit for a mouse. She would have been disappointed. In the letter, however, she wrote every word she ever wanted to say, and I published it. I won a prize, and crossed myself on stage, wearing turquoise circles around my eyes and ripped black nylons.
I told myself for all three nights I stayed awake she'd be back, this was just a stunt to grab attention for her, but she never returned. A post mortem showed she had followed her father into a pit of needles and lies. I was disappointed.
But she was still there in the dawn light, whispering under bridges words she forgot to write, dancing in streets where grandma's watched.
She was the biggest star the world had known.
She was heartbreakingly beautiful.
She was Kata.

Song -- Adrenalin

Streak ruby tears
Down my body
Drown my fears
In your misery
Adrenalin pumps
As you push, push
My chest bumps
On the tarmac

My heart stops --
And you hear the, hear the silence
One last scream
One last tear cried, then
Flatlining
And you're the train wreck
Throw yourself off my cliff
This is only soundcheck

Let's make it tragic
Fit for the screen
I'll die in white
So my blood is seen
Shot down
By my enemies
Screaming power
Sweet melodies

You're my drug
And I need my hit
Torture me
I wanna feel it
Whip my back
My every limb
Just make sure that
I get the adrenalin

I breath heavy, now
Gasps and pants
There's no time left
No time for ransoms or demands
Drag my body
Into the street
Leave me there
Make sure my lover finds me

Let me die in white
I want my blood to be seen
Write my name on the wall
In scarlet, please
Shot down
It's so tragic, now leave
Let the whole world know
What love means to me
Spit on my face
Film it so everyone sees
How the rich die
Make sure that I
Get the adrenalin

Adrenalin

Adrenalin, -alin, -alin

Oh!

Let me die in white
It's so innocent
Blood on the walls
Make me feel
Make me feel
Let the whole world know how I died
Whip my back
My every limb
Just make I get
The adrenalin

Song -- Smile

Last night I yelled some pretty shit stuff at you
You just pushed me harder
And I'm sorry for using public humiliation
To get what I'm after
But you smile
And I shout
Anything I try to say
Doesn't come out... right

You get on your high horse
And ride away
I can't follow you
What would my friends say
If they knew what I really thought

Go on, be moral
A psychiatrists dream
I can't help but hate you
I just want to scream
Until you scream back

How hard do I push
To get retaliation?
Your face is flacid
It's no special occasion
Just another day, with me

So again I yell shit right at you
You nod and push harder
I lied, I'm not sorry, for the humiliation
I didn't get what I asked for
But you smile
The louder I shout
It seems the words
Never come out... Right?

So get up on your high horse
Ride the fuck away
I won't follow you
I don't care what my friends say
When they find out

I don't miss the fights at three in the morning
I don't miss the way you never call me
Perhaps there's a girl screaming at you right... now?

I don't miss yelling the same shit at you
The way you'd nod because you'd had a few
Too many, maybe tomorrow you'll be sober
I got what I asked for
You left, at last
The memories fade
The time has past
I don't shout any longer
And that's okay... right?

I'm not quite sure
Why your voice can
Make me feel
A thousand things
And I don't know
One of them

Untitled 2

I'm a mess
Obsessed
I can't let it go
Let it roll
Out of control
Like a wave
I'm crashing
Not burning
Just falling to pieces
It's hormones
But I can't blame that all the time

Song -- Hollow

I'm sitting here on my bed
Thinking it through
All the things we ever said
Because I'm over you
And I can pick up the pieces
Of my ornaments
But there's no pieces of my heart left
There's just a dent
In my chest

Like the hollow in the bed
Where you used to lie
I can flip the mattress
But it’s still your side
I feel unkempt
And my bleary eyes
Blink in the sun
That you shaded me from
Here I lie
I’m hollow

I paraded myself
Heartbroken
But like you said
Can a heart really break?
I didn't hear it snap
I didn't hear it shatter
But I know it's not quite whole
Look at the cracks
In the pattern
As the drums begin to roll

Like the hollow in the bed
Where you used to lie
I can flip the mattress
But it’s still your side
I feel unkempt
And my bleary eyes
Blink in the sun
That you shaded me from
Here I lie
I’m hollow

Life treats me well, the unspoken
Lies in wait, but tomorrow can be the day
When I confront my evils
I'll chase them all away
Like I did to you
But I'll see my decision through
To the end
People change
I can mend

Like the hollow in the bed
Where you used to lie
I can flip the mattress
But it’s still your side
I feel unkempt
And my bleary eyes
Blink in the sun
That you shaded me from
Here I lie
I’m hollow

{Whispered}
I miss you

Song -- Cherrytree

The cherrytree down the hallway
Past the box of lovers tiff
Blows in the breeze
Of the gale-force winds you wish,
On me
I wrap my arms around the branches
But they splinter, snap and drive themselves
Through my armour-plated skin
Towards me

Why do you wish
That I was hurt?
Our book you ripped
The pages burnt
By the acid dripping off my lips
Just for you

We could have been
Romeo and Juliet
We almost are,
Without the romance but
We’re much more like
Elain and Lancelot
You’re an ass-hole
And I fell for it

My clothes smell of hate now
It stinks yet it's so close
To what used to be a comfort
I can't always hold my nose
You're jacket
You can have it
It reminds me of your logic

Why do I think
You'll come running back
You took your things
We're a pretty train wreck
We're not famous
We'll forget this
Please don't let us regret this

We could have been
Romeo and Juliet
We almost are,
Without the romance but
We’re much more like
Elain and Lancelot
You’re an ass-hole
And I fell for it

(Don't let us blow away like dust)
I fell for it
(Please come back, I'm begging you)
I fell for it
(Oh no, please no, let us be like feathers)
I fell for you

The cherrytree down the hall way
Past the box of lovers tiffs
Blossoms in the darkness
The lights went out over us
I'll try and find you in the panic
But somehow you resist
I've still got your name on my heart, though, 'cause
It's you I always miss

Song -- Little girl {Draft}

I gotta admit
I'm new to this whole
Loving-you-forever thing
But I need a hit
Did you think drugs?
'Cause I meant a fling

(One two three -- Oh!)

I ain't going through fire and flame
To see you again
'Cause frankly I'm just a kid
I'm not Cathy
And you sure as hell ain't Heathcliff

I can go solo --
Not without my band, though
I don't need you
Because I'm only young
It's what's called freedom
I'm just having fun

Song -- Mr Not-Love

You're my mister not love
I don't love you
You don't love me back

You're not, my sugar-pie
Never been
The apple of my eye
Physical attraction
Don't amount to much

Not-love like the movies
Not-love like the songs
We didn’t do anything
So we didn’t go wrong

I don’t know you
But I’ve seen you
On the sidelines of the track
You’re my mister Not-Love
I don’t love you, and
You don’t love me back

I'm not sitting
By the phone, waiting
For your call
You're not listening
To the tone
Wishing I would fall

Not-love like the movies
Not-love like the songs
We didn’t do anything
So we didn’t go wrong

I don’t know you
But I’ve seen you
On the sidelines of the track
You’re my mister Not-Love
I don’t love you, and
You don’t love me back

{Instrumental}

You're still my mister Not-Love
I'm still not your fling
I listen to the radio
And I hear it sing;

Not-love like the movies
Not-love like the songs
We didn’t do anything
So we didn’t go wrong

You don't know me
Have you seen me?
On the sidelines of the track
I'll be your Mrs Not-Love
Don't love me
And I won't love you back.

Song -- If this ain't love

I know I must kinda stupid
Staring after you
And though we've never spoken
Do you feel it too?
Would someone please tell me
What's going on?
I've never felt so stupid
This is wrong
For me

If this is love
Then why d’you look straight past me
If this is love
Don’t make me pick up the slack
If this is love
Look at me
If this is love
Love me back

My friend told me it's dumbass
To be loving you
I told them I wasn't in love
But was I true
To my word?
To your face?
What d'you want
Do you need space
From me?

If this is love
Then why d’you look straight past me
If this is love
Don’t make me pick up the slack
If this is love
Look at me
If this is love
Love me back

If this ain't love
Then don't bother looking back
If this ain't love
I still won't pick up the slack
If this ain't love
Fair enough
If this ain't love
Still, don't love me back.

Cheerio!

I can't hear the thunder
I can't feel the rain
But I know a storm's coming
It's cloudy again
I rejoice in it
Like it's the weekend
You said I was crazy
That I was going round the bend

I'm gonna stamp you out like a fly
I'm gonna lift my shoe and watch you die
It ain't sinister
Because you're not fair
And as for her
Well you got off well

Goodbye, ass-hole
I won't miss you
I hope you catch her freakish looks
Then no-one will kiss you

Suck it up, princess
I don't care no more
You can beg for mercy
But as I said before
I'm gonna stamp you out like a fly
Lift my shoe and watch you die
So fuck off, loser
I hope you always lose
To me you'll always be the bug
The splat on my shoes.

Song -- Mythical

If I asked you to fall,
Would you trust me?
And if I asked you to fly,
Would you leave me
A kiss on my brow
My heart in your hands
Serenading the sound
Of my deepest fears
I'll miss you when you go

I'm not an angel,
I was so sure you were
But you didn't fly
So I gave up on Earth
And I prayed to the heavens
To the ones they said didn't exist
Well they didn't help me
But you saw through my kiss
And you told me
Life's like this.

Oh

*Instrumental*

I may be a coward
I watched you fall
But I'm not a devil
Like you're no angel
I can be a demon
You can hate me
For all it's worth
I'll still love you
But you'll see through my kiss
And tell me
Life's like this.

I want to

Feel the rush
Kiss you
Learn to touch
And miss you
Chat about dumbass stuff
Then feel how much we missed out
Regret you once we're done
Crying on the couch

I want to love you
And feel you love me back
It must be the hormones
I never want to take it back

Song -- Freedom

I'm blowing kisses at boys
And regretting it
I'm wishing I had those toys
Then regretting it
I'm dancing round my room in a bra
And looking out the window
It's open again (Oh, Lord)

I'm being a bitch to my friends
Then regretting it
I'm asking for it to end
And regretting it
I'm on the ground, on my knees, begging
Do I regret this?
Do I regret this?

I can pick myself up
When I'm feeling down
But I'll always need you to be around
I know that I'm angry
And happy and sad
I'll always be changing
Never the girl you wanted
I'm the girl of regret

I've been through bad times
Pitch black and sky blue
But I'm never so happy
As when I'm with you
I remember that one day you had off sick
When I went all emo
And called you a prick
I'm falling and flying
I'm off scar free
God forgive the poor soul
That ends up with me

I can pick myself up when I'm feeling down
But I'll always need you
To be around
I know that I'm angry
And happy and sad
I'll always be changing
Never the girl you wanted
I'm the girl of regret

Song -- Dreaming

I wanna go where the people say it's so beautiful
I wanna smile and here people say that I'm beautiful
I wanna sing and let it fill up every room
Where should we go,
I don't know
As long as it's wonderful
For me

I wanna swim in the ocean, swing round the monkey bars
I wanna run down the backstreets, feet covered in black tar
I wanna play with my best friend, ley her sell out on me.
Where should we go,
I don't care as long as it's free
'Cause we're broke

I'm not dreaming too high for me
I just want to travel the seas
Forgive me,
For trying to see the world
I can't help it
I'm just a girl.

Song -- Smut

I've been sick
I've been tired
I've been waiting around
For you
To get your arse back on level ground

I'm tired
Got concussion
A lump on my head
But I'd rather be here than alone in my bed

It's ridiculous and we're not done
To be honest, we haven't begun
Disappointment you are
To all I've read
You try to convince me to give you head

Don’t touch
I’m not yours
Whatever you think
I’m in love with fiction
Dream till I’m over the brink
You think I’m in love
I’ll call you a shrink
I’m much rather a dream boat
Than you by my sink

I'm not sorry
For all that I said
But it's true
I'd have smut
Over you in my bed

You're pathetic
It's not laughable
I retch at your efforts
And to sleep I fall
And my dreams
Full of sexed-up knights
Are forgotten too early
'Cause you wake me at daylight

Don’t touch
I’m not yours
Whatever you think
I’m in love with fiction
Dream till I’m over the brink
You think I’m in love
I’ll call you a shrink
I’m much rather a dream boat
Than you by my sink

I love you,
I need you,
I wake up.
You adore me?
I'm outta here
Before I throw up

You see me too often
For me to care
I won't miss you
You'd worship my bus fare

Don’t touch
I’m not yours
Whatever you think
I’m in love with fiction
Dream till I’m over the brink
You think I’m in love
I’ll call you a shrink
I’m much rather a dream boat
Than you by my sink

I've been sick
I've been tired
I've been waiting around
For you,
To get your ass
Back on level ground
I see you
I grimace
I'll walk away
Don't come near me again
Or I know what to say

Rap 1

Sometimes we feel the need
To spit our souls out over the chorus
I scream my sorrows over guitar
Could some sex-god play it for us?
Maybe I need therapy; retail sounds delightful
I'd love to go to the mall
If my demons weren't so spiteful
I'd like to be a princess, oh
Big white canopy bed
Then I might get some sleep
To ease my pounding head
My dignity is insincere
I'll take whatever's mine
My emotions are suppressed
Does that equal chugging wine?
No drug is gonna get you up
Who are you kidding?
Just know the ass who got you that
Won't be booked for dealing.

<3

Falling
Flying
Counting the freckles on your nose
Watching your back when you go
Waiting for you to call

Hiding
Finding
What I've been searching for
Leaving you alone
But wishing for so much more

Song -- Beg

Maybe I'm not supposed to love you
She told me that clearly
There's no need to toy with me now
You only see what you wanna see
You see her your colours show through
Like the setting sun
You see me, you just look straight through
'Cause I'm just another one

But I'm not started yet
And you will be begging me;
You wont forget
How you hurt me, 'cause I wont let it go.
I'll bloom, you'll be dusty
And I'll be speeding away
There's nothing more to say

Forget the past it's over,burnt up
Figures lying in the dust
Are nothing to do with us
I'll forget you
I won't regret you
There's nothing I'd rather do but
When I let you go
I won't let you know
You can tell her to go get screwed

But I'm not started yet
And you will be begging me;
You won't forget
How you hurt me, 'cause I won't let it go.
I'll bloom, you'll be dusty
And I'll be speeding away
There's nothing more to say

On this subject, darling
I'll spit in your face
Oh, my cupid
Your arrows bend with grace
Your two-faced loving
I will learn to forget
Until then
I guess I'll live with regret.
Not.

I am so not done with you,
You've got to beg to stay
It's my contempt for you
That's made me this way
Blame yourself,
You lost me
To that bitch without a heart
If I leave you broken
Then maybe that's a start

But I'm not started yet
And you will be begging me;
You won't forget
How you hurt me, 'cause I won't let it go.
I'll be in bloom, you'll be dusty
And I'll be speeding away
There is just nothing more to say
I've got nothing much to say to you
There's nothing more to say

Good luck

I wish you the best of luck
With him; You'll need it
I would say it to your face
But would that be condescending?

And you're crying
"I can make him happy!"
But he's still the same person
We don't know how you find in him
How you find in your heart
The good to love
I guess you're better suited

I could never give him what he wants
He didn't look at me
Just my chest
He wants a blow up doll
I bet you'll give him everything

Hands held
Lips locked
Bitten
Complaints
Not to his face
Afraid of him
His raised hand

You'll scream and shout
Pound the walls; Climb them
Kick and punch
But you won't let it all out

Poem type rant

You are so completely submissive
It's almost insulting
You agree with everything I say
It's just revolting

Do you not have a tongue that can fire back at me?
I give all I got;
You never disagree
Peace love and happiness
Whatever
You lack passion

If you have some emotions
You cover them well
Stuck being 'poor mister depressed'
Singing about his personal hell

You think you're so cool
But dignity protests
Everyone is past you now
You're just one of the rest

Quit being such a drama to your tragic tale
Grow a pair
Get well soon
I'm leaving you, so write a song
I'm sure I'm the one who failed

Song -- Flirt (Draft)

What is a girl to do?
If she can't be in love with the guy she chooses
She is gonna blow

And what is a girl to say?
You're blocking my advances
Yet leading me astray

I promise myself I wont pull any moves
'Cause you won't want me to do so
Then you smile and laugh with me
It all goes out the window

I'm not proving anything
Just setting myself up for a fall
I'm not winning you over
I'm just looking like a fool

Welcome to my barren existence
Won't you shine a little light
On why I pray on your every emotion?
Why I won't give up without a fight?

This is ridiculous
I'm driving myself insane
There's no getting away from my
One-player game

How do I get out?
I've dragged myself down the alley
To see what it's about

How did I get in?
I'm not a model
Never been stick-thin

I'll make that promise; I won't bother
Yet I fall at your hand
Just one look I trip, I stumble
There's no need for demands

I'm not proving anything
Just setting myself up for a fall
I'm not winning you over
I'm just looking like a fool

Welcome to my barren existence
Won't you shine some of your light
On why I pray for a little devotion
Why I won't give up without a fight.

Happy day

Summer sun shines
Through the leaves of these twisted vines
Smile through the dappled light
Time is now right
Plant a flower
Watch it bloom
Keep dreaming;
Love is around the next corner
You just have to wait
It'll come soon

Song -- Isabella

Darling I can see the whites of your eyes from here
You make all the days logic disappear
And Isabella spies you from her chair
I wish you wouldn't notice
I wish you wouldn't care

Isabella's watching you; look out
'Cause from here I see what she's all about
She'll charm you, use you, leave you
But in the time between she'll please you
Bella baby I wish you weren't real
I'm reaching for support
I need to feel
Sweetheart she's got you now; hard luck
Tomorrow you'll find you've been -

Under her spell she's seduced you
You're not used to
The love you think she feels
She's praying on your emotions
She'll be a lotion
To your chafed feelings

Isabella’s watching you; look out
‘Cause from here I see what she’s all about
She’ll charm you, use you, leave you
But in the time between she’ll please you
Bella baby I wish that you weren’t real
I’m reaching for support
I need to feel
Sweetheart she’s got you now; hard luck
Tomorrow you’ll find you’ve been -

She says, oh she says,
I love you
I need you
I hate you
To please you
Isabella walks away unharmed
Pick up your heart, love, you've been had
I wish I could stop the pain you feel
But to you Isabella's all that's real

Isabella’s done watching you; stand out
‘Cause from here I see what she’s all about
She's charmed you, used you, left you
But in the time between she's pleased you
Bella baby I wish that you weren’t real
I’m reaching for support
I need to feel
Sweetheart she’s gone now; hard luck
Tomorrow you’ll find you’ve been saved

Goldrush

I sank my teeth into molten gold
Slicing, swallowing blood, that flowed
Tipped like shots down my burning throat
Eyes like fire, burning bright
And you, you watch me from afar
Waiting for me to trip over
So you may catch me, a hero, forsooth
And yet you watch as I fall
For romance leaves little on your tongue
And I, the blinded, am undone.

Poem -- Silence

I'm the conversation killer
Lip stillin'
Freeze the words half way to your tongue
Ain't it thrillin'?
How I manage to stop all joy full banter
It's just stage presence
I'm Dracula
And you're the victim.

Song -- Trousers (Draft)

Get yo' ass over here
Put yo' hips in second gear
Movers, shakers, on the prowl
Booty drop 'til you're tired out
Grind close against the wall
Dance until you start to stall
We need this bass to feel you now
Sweatin', gettin' dirty, OW!

Wouldn't you love
To see me now
Dancing on my own
In your trousers
I'm hip shaking in outer space
Wishing I was at your place

Listen to these when you are ... Sad

Just been dumped? Depressed? Need to cry until you freaking get over it? Listen to some of these, which are *in my opinion* some of the saddest songs in circulation.

Everytime -- Britney Spears

Memories -- Within Temptation

4 in the morning -- Gwen Stefani

Heard 'em say -- Kanye West feat. Adam Levine

505 -- Arctic Monkeys

Love song -- The Cure

Stan -- Eminem

El manana -- Gorillaz

Heartless -- Kanye West

Roses -- Kanye West

Thinking of you -- Katy Perry

Littlest things -- Lily Allen

Love story -- Nana Mouskouri

Who knew -- Pink

The sound of silence -- Simon and Garfunkel

Un-break my heart -- Toni Braxton

You're not sorry -- Taylor Swift

Ghetto gospel -- 2-Pac feat. Elton John

Stay with me -- Danity Kane

That last one never fails to make me cry. Seriously.

This is all your fault.

Bored
Mind spinning in circles
You something you something bloody you
Can't stop the imaginary rainclouds
But you can hold my umbrella
While I wait for a lift home.

Untitled

Open your eyes; your mind
Don't be such a coward,
Life's for living; live it up
Love will come and go
Friendships fade
Hey whatever
You can do so much better, honey.

Two more shorts

1

Violins' curves
Like my daring silhouette
Take my hand
Let's dance under street lights
Spiral downward
Until we break
Cold words once burned
Yet now it seems weak
The moment; It is an illusion

2

Wild flower,
A ragged beauty;
A playwrights wanton desire
A closed bud
All is yet to come
Potential is all I need
To shake the foundations of your world

Two short pieces

1

Voice;
Like wildfire in all its glory
Tears through me
Melting my resolve
Touch me;
It's electric
To feel is to live


2

Cold condensation
Running down my face
Cracking ice cubes
The foundations of my life
Glass half empty
You left me broken

Littlest damn things

I wrote this for an incredibly cute, stuck up his own ass kinda guy. I mean, seriously, he probably can't see, his head is so far up. Nice eye candy, bad choice personality. Ugh. Also, he's in a band, so he's always singing. No joke.





Oh my, you've got perfect eyes
The best I've ever seen.
Oh gosh, check out your abs
The best a guy could win.
Oh Lord, look at how cute you are!
But wait one minute;
What d'you mean you "know it"?

Now overconfidence is no blessing
I think you should have that for your first lesson
First period with you is so depressing
Do you have a problem?
With working with someone who doesn't always sing?
Talking to someone who doesn't always win;
All the smallest of the littlest damn things?
Oh my gosh you're an asshole!

First impressions can be cruel,
But when I saw you I knew,
You're so fit, you're divine,
But that thought is all that's occupying your mind...


Now overconfidence is no blessing,
I think you should have that for your first lesson
First period with you is so depressing
Do you have a problem?
With working with someone who doesn’t always sing?
Talking to someone who doesn’t always win
All the smallest of the littlest things?
Oh my gosh you’re an asshole!

I'm just saying this so you get the picture

No need to do anything drastic like fix my

Face on backwards, I really don't need it

I'm a girl, I don't like being hit!

Now overconfidence is no blessing,
I think you should have that for your first lesson
First period with you is so depressing
Do you have a problem?
With working with someone who doesn’t always sing?
Talking to someone who doesn’t always win
All the smallest of the littlest things?
Oh my gosh you’re an asshole...

Smiling eyes

I may not be a princess, robed in snowy white
I may not be beautiful, walking through the night
I may not be all up there; as I just stand and stare
But babes, I know
You may never see me in those eyes
You may never be my sweet suprise
But I know I'll always love you
('til I die)
You may never catch me when I fall
You may never be there, standing tall
But I know I'll always love your
Smiling eyes

Ode to Cello Teacher/Piece From Hell

I’ve been playing this since early morning.
I hate this piece it’s fucking boring
All the slurs and double crosses
Make my eyes see reddish blotches
My music teacher’s gonna kill me
‘Cos I hardly ever practice
I’ve got this real expensive cello
But all I wanna do is smash it
I remember the first time I saw this piece,
I glared at it, it glared at me
A ragged mess of notes and black lines
Made me think; I hate this shit!