Yes I am always an a**hole.
one more thing.
Just because you use words that have 5 syllables on a regular basis doesn't mean that some people can't realize that you have no ability to define those very words.


My Secret LoveSecret Love Secret Touch You I hold I love so much It's you I fear Your at the helm In my heart I'm Overwhelmed You I miss And hardly know Your eyes gleam And your skin glows Your smile is like A sunsets grace Majesty Upon your face It's you I hold Within my heart It's you I hold Within my heartMy Secret Love


Midnight CryMy eyes pointed down to the brown of the groundMidnight Cry
As I walked to the march of the beat. I felt a cold shake in my trembling hand And the sweat on my brow from the heat.
The loud roaring din was as angry as sin
And I heard the crowd say that day Kill all the Jews and burn all the blacks And wipe the damn faggots away.
I saw as their eyes fell down from the skies As one was considered them all. I feel now their pain and hear now their cries Though I didn’t that day they did fall.
I wasn’t one then but the time’s come again To kick down the rarest


Stuck6 o'clock, its cold and damp and I've no hope to ever be free. I look to the sky and see the sun rise and he laughs as he punishes me.Stuck
His voice came quick and loud as a roar but I'm not sure what he did say. I felt my mind slip into the dawn's glor' the time hardly ebbing away.
'I cried as I thought of the people outside who were happy and honest and free. And I knew that not even the lowest of them would care to trade places with me.'


last outI like hitting in the 9th inning When there's 2 outs and were not winning with a guy on first and the pitcher's grinning Throws me a pitch and it starts spinninglast out
Theres 2 strikes so theres no choice Amongst the crowd there's no noise I drop my bat, here I stand poised my legs shake and my mouth moist
I like swinging on my last strike I like lasting til the last night I like standing at my last fight Its not right if theres no hype


You Ought To Try Living MoreIt\'s amazing to me That there seems to be All these people who live in despair.You Ought To Try Living More
They share their cries About lost love, and lies And speak of how life is unfair.
Why do they need To make themselves bleed With razors, with scissors, with knives?
All of it is rather trivial.
Pain is in ALL of our lives.
That goes to show, how far some will go In order to find absolution I know it sounds odd, but trust - I\'m no fraud -
Dying is not the solution.
I was a lot of the time angry at people in general so maybe when you saw some of my poetry you thought it sucked because I talked shit about people... yeah that's true but you weren't there for what people said and did, anyways u have the right to your opinion...
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- no man is happy until he is dead... - herodotus
- as i see it you've gotta go through hell to get to heaven - a friend
People say I'm a freak, dark, weird, sick and twisted person, but I actually have the heart of a young boy - in a jar, on my desk..
That things will get better
Thats what there is nobody say.
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They call me..... Tater Salad.
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Share your kindness, not your hate.
Love the art, before yourself.
"Often is the question asked, is our children learning. Every two child did, I will" - Bushie (Gotta love 'em!)
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"My ass has turned into a giant crab! and it's pinching my ass!"
"You need to get out more!"
-Some guy with a crab ass and Tenna- I Feel Sick
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