just somethin i wrote - i think last night... hard to say really... maybe was today.. but i doubt it... anyway - doesn't matter.. it was influenced by external things (music / blah blah blah) vs just emotion... so - yeah... lol...
i'm still in a good mood... :D
yay good moods!!!
*does the 'sorta good mood' dance...*
*notes that it looks a bit like disco in super slow motion...*
lmao...


i'm standin
and sittin
i'm waitin
and pacin
everythin in me
just wants to be free
but nothin inside
will just let it be
and i don't know what
but there's somethin not right
don't yet know why
but it bugs me in spite...
why can't i hear me
and why can't i find
the things that i can't see
that rest in my mind
what the fuck counts
when nothin else matters
and nothin is left
but the sound in the rafters
and when you're alone
and you're waitin for time
and you sit by the phone
and get called by a mime
and you yell and you scream
and they mash on the phone
and you call their ass back
but there's no body home
i don't know what yet
but why the fuck not?
i don't understand...
so i pour me a shot...
drain me a bottle
and eat me a worm...
tequila'd invertabrit
to drunk to squirm...
and nobody cares...
when i sit and i moan...
so i light myself up...
and i burn to the bone...
walk down the road...
forget what i've shown...
nobody knows...
the things that have grown...
i sit and i drink
and i drink and i sit
and it don't matter now
so why sing bout it?