Lets Not Shit Ourselves.

Well, the animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness.
A baby cries hard in an apartment complex,
as I pass in a car buried under the influence.
The city's driving me out of my mind.
I've seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree
and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
Next time he will not aim so high.
Yeah, next time, neither will I.
Now a mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Her family's reduced to names on a shopping list.
While, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
He knows there's worse things than being alone.
And so I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender?
An ambition, I've found, can lead only to failure.
I do not read the reviews.
No, I am not singing for you.
Well I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well.
And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help.
With all these wishes I make,
I should buy something real, at least a telephone call home.
Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall of memory,
all those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
And got my grades back and forgot just as easily,
but as least I got an A.
And so I don't have them to blame.
Well I should stop pointing fingers;
reserve my judgment of all those public action figures,
the cowboy presidents.
So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can't admit
when they've made a mistake.
While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen,
he knows he don't have to say it,
so it, it don't bother him.
"Honesty", "Accuracy" is just "Popular Opinion."
And the approval rating's high,
and so someone's gonna die.
Well ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split.
And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
We're still the pawns in their game.
As they take eye for an eye until no one can see,
we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history.
Well, I guess we all fit into your slogan
on the fast food marquee:
Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
Oh and the Blues, I got the Blues! That's me! That's me!
Well, I awoke in relief.
My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills,
in a Chicago hospital.
And my father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away.
I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..."
He stopped me and said, "Child I love you regardless
and there's nothing you could do that would ever change this.
I'm not angry. It happens. But you just can't do it again."
So now I try to keep up, I've been exchanging my currency.
While a million objects pass through my periphery.
Now I'm rubbing my eyes 'cause they're starting to bother me.
I've been staring too long at the screen.
But where was it when I first heard a sweet sound of humility?
It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody.
How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery,
to love and to be loved. Let's just hope that is enough.

Lets Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and Be Loved). 

Forgive and Forget?

Do you forgive? and forget? Well, depending on the circumstances, I normally do. Why hold a grudge over something that could easily been forgotten, and well something that happened for a reason either good or bad. Maybe even taught you a lesson in life, but the main thing is letting something go, forgiving someone and then eventually forgetting it and moving on. We all go through this stage in life, and sometimes can be the hardest or the easiest descion we make.

Sorry this is short, i'm quite mind blank tonight, guess i've hit the writers wall! ha.

Hurt and Sorry

When you see people happy, everything well in their life, doesn't it make you feel like saying ' don't be to smug about that smile', because in time a smile turns into a frown, then tears roll down your cheeks like a river finding new paths. Hurt is a major part in everyone's life, some more than others, but i don't think anyone could ever say that they have not felt hurt within them.


I think everyone has reasons for making people feel hurt, or any other feeling that could be described as un-happy, But i think when someone hurt's you, and then says 'Sorry' well, it just takes all the hurt into anger, because the word 'Sorry' should never be used, and if it is, it's not yourself that is to blame, as they have done something wrong to make them say 'Sorry'. But in another sense Sorry can be a word of asking for forgiveness, and sometimes very appreciated in certain cases.


If there wasn't Hurt or Sorry's then we would never be able to move on to something better, be able to forgive so easily, or even make sense that someone else has caused a problem and not yourself. Because inside everyone there is blame for ourself and others, it's just a natural instinct to ask yourself ' what did i do wrong?' Fair enough, sometimes two are to blame, but mostly one is.


I really have no idea where this should have lead but, you've got to write what comes to mind eh? Thanks for reading :)

The Best You Can Get, Or Not.

Well, it's all about the best these days, no one will settle for just under! This could be to do with anything, either love, family, products, literally anything! But the best to me, could be the total oppostie to you. So what is the best?

Well if you was going to say 'i want the best of everything i can get' then you might aswel pack up your bag  and head for the door, because no matter how hard you try, life will throw all kind of obstacles in your way to stop you from getting and becoming the best. In my point of view, there is no best, no one is perfect we know, but everyone still tries to be, even when there isn't such thing, so is it all a waste? Life is a bitch to us, then we die. What's the point?
 
Well if life didn't have problems, then it would be too simple, who would we moan at? and what would we moan about? Life is good with a bit of moaning and groaning ( aye not in that way!!). We should all live life to the fullest, because either young or old, you never know when it will end, and for all we know, we only live once, Life Live To The Fullest!  


There would be more, but as it's nearly 00:00 i think it's best if i head off to sleep. Goodnight! 

Freaky Neighbours

Neighbours, they can be either the best, or literally the worst! But strangely enough, mine are just plain freaky! And to put it politely, noisey buggers! We once had our washing machine overflow with water, asked next door, they were happy to help, but in a strange way, they came through the door and commented on everything that we have. It's one thing having facial expressions, but to have someone say ' Well, your house isn't what i imagined' in a bad way is just plain rude!


Throughout the 4 years of living here, we have got to know them in an odd way. They do the most annoying things at the silliest times! I've always said. ' It's like they have found gold in the walls' banging away at it at god knows what time in the morning, and night! And it's not just once they do it, it's every week! The same knocking sound, either past 8pm at night, or at 6am in the morning! What's their deal? It was strange enough to hear other peoples noises in another house, as the house i lived in before was a bungalow, detached, so only you in the house knew where the sound was coming from, from your own feet and hands!


As i only live with my mum, we get freaked out by them, The husband doesn't work, he's always in all day, They have two boys, ( they are a bit strange too ) But he never takes them out, The wife, well shes asolicitor apparently, ( as there so strange idon't have a clue what they are!) Every friday, bin day, there green box is full to the rim with bottles of wine, beer, you name it! You think they get drunk and actually do think there is gold in the walls? HAH! Wouldn't surprise me in the slightest!


Can't wait to move again.

Family

I know my next blog was supposed to be about my freaky neighbours, but i thought as what i've done today, this kinda felt right. So here it is.


Family is a big word, a word that can mean so many things, to so many different people. To me it means a group of people that care and love each other. But in my case, family seems to not  mean anything. I've lived through a tough life, like everyone has, but as i have always said, even if your life is bad,  it doesnt mean that someone elses isn't as bad, or even worse. Which is true, but everyone has an experience in different ways,
either good or bad.


I've lived through my parents getting a divorce, which in these days is very common i know. At the age of 8 i was wondering what is happening? why are my two favorite people in the world moving away from each other? the worst thing was, i asked and asked what was happening but i always was told, "i'll tell you when your old enough to understand" But by the age of 8, i knew everything, i knew that no longer will i see my father living in the same house again. These days, i near enough know everything that went on during that time, and i really wish i didn't.


This oddly isn't the moral of this blog, But how family can be torn apart so easily and to be forced into so many different tornados to be thrown out into a pile of rubble. Everyone's life isn't as perfect as they'd like it to be, but we sure can make it a better one when we try, and get along.


Family may not mean anything to me, But can mean a hell of alot to others, I kind of get jealous at families that are full of people that love and care for each other, Knowing that i will never have that feeling. But if and when i choose to have a family of my own, i will make sure that my children will never have to face to fear of losing there mother or father, Because that feeling stays with you forever.


Thanks for reading, i'll be sure to top you up on them neighbours Tomorrow, It's one hell of a story!

Waking Up!

Since i started summer i've been getting up later and later in the day, even if i go to bed at 9pm i still seem to not drag myself out of my nice, cosy, warm bed till 10am at the earlest! I'm not complaining either! But when i dont get up i get even more tired! Is something wrong?! I have no clue why this is, but it happens.


Well as i have nothing else to do i normally get up late then find myself finding things to do, wishing i had woken up earlier! Funny that isn't it? I can't wait to go back to college though, i miss seeing people and having something to do all day, even though sometimes i do complain about being at college, but that's only because i had 4 hour breaks, having done all my work i didn't find anything to do. Hopefully my second year will bring me piles and piles of work (no doubt there actually will be this time!) but i'd give them all my best shot.


I think my next blog will be about how annoying my freaky neighbours are! Keep tuned :)