Title enclosedDr.Spaceman & The ingenious Monkey!!!!On a Heavy note: Point at the weird guy, laugh hysterically. Not wondering why. Throw a party. Let's all get high. Holding on to reality, just barely. Wondering the point of life. Forget about the thought and just live. Wandering the planet with nothing to have and nothing to give. Trying to find sweetness in a world of sourness. Like a tongue tasting nothing but lemons, while looking for honey. I used to be happy, but i guess ignorance really is bliss. If i died today, there would be nothing to miss. Some kid on the thin line between genius and crazy. Who's the epitome of lazy. Just want to run a mile, maybe a thousand in another direction. This is too much reflection. Keep smoking cigs, maybe the box's warnings might come true.On a lighter note: If you fail at failing, would that be a success or a failure?!
Short Sweet Stanzasounds of instruments coming togetherwalking outside in really nice weatherdreaming of days of having wingsthese are some of my favorite things..
Depressing mumbo jumbo..Youve had your funYouve thrown your stones and sticksBut the worst has just begunBItches Im throwin concrete bricksAim set to break you downTheres not stopping me nowEyes full of tears and hateHaha, I actualy thought you were my soul mateWell, were over nowSo, what are you hurting about?Atleast you have supportYou were my only supportDidnt you know?, Isnt it sad?I didnt think it was that badUntil you left meThen the floor collapsed under my feetI keep a mask of smiles on my faceI try and keep my mind busyBut i got problems, you knew thatI guess i failed us both..Now when i see you its like walking by a ghostI still love you, I know that for a factYou apparently hate meI can accept that..
I Can't Go Nowi suffered the arrows, your heart a formless shadowbeneath the lies, your wings have been dissectedby each passing day my hatred will growbeneath the veil of makeup, you soul has slowly diedand endless wave of martyrs, dressed in a sea of blackto serenade the serpents, this scene has turned its backyou have placed a curse upon my heartdenial, depressiontie the noose around my neckas the sky fades to blackmy heart is an unmarked gravealot of love has been depravedbut my heart still poundsi cant go nowi wont fall downi cant go now!
Critiquing Abstract..."Critiquing Abstract Expressionism With Crayons"George: Well frankly i think it looks like a kindergartener masterpiece mixed with the innate desire to scribble furiously on a piece of construction paper.Sarcastic Person : I have to say this person is going to get HUGE in the art industry, look at all the random scribbles of colors conforming to one shit brown color, this is the essence of beauty in it's purist formRandom wannabe Scene Bean: Ehh idkay i tink it looks lyk sumthing i'd wear but i'd have to agree with u gaiz cuz im 2 skurred 2 voice my own oppinion in fear of rejection kbai