Sunday, February 21, 2010

Knowing?

I am so sick of you accusing me of being angry with you, over simple things that you mis-interpret. And then proceeding to get pissed off at me for trying to explain myself to you after you've yelled at me for being angry with you. Wtf is that? Why can't you just take my word that I'm not angry at you, and stop trying to read too far into simple things? If I tell you I'm not angry at you, I'm not effing angry at you. But it's going to make me upset if you keep telling me that I am angry at you, and then get mad and walk away because I'm telling you I'm not. WTF?

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Join the Bandwagon

Dismissed for the norm
I can't handle your glory
I'm in my own form
I am not your life story

Gradually you will find
That yes, I have my own mind
Generation X
Is not your best

Forgotten times
Let us rewind
To when you treated me a that way
Okay, deny it
But I'll always fill in the rest

Unconditional love
Is what I feel for you
The times you twist
Are just minors I will rise above

We are standing on hard rocks now
They are not sharp, as they were before
But we still take careful steps
Will we forever dance on rocks
In constant fear of slipping
Oh look what we have done
Take a bow, take a bow

It's not very good, but I don't normally write about things that aren't love or anger, or set at this particular "group".