i walk a fine line between the right and the real

January 24th, 2008 at 06:47:32 PM

so there are so many
dents in my spine
i'm starting to walk funny
and its not funny
cause it wasn't me

i'll alway remember
the pain i feel
in my feet
i'm always letting them
stand on my feet
and even though it does hurt
it doesn't matter to me

it's sad that i can't
move my lips
the way i'd like to
like i used to
cause you noticed
but now i'm always unfocused
put that in a picture
but don't forget her

it shifted

January 21st, 2008 at 10:16:04 AM

i was pulled from the atmosphere
i still can't get a grip
these feet are useless
your mind is tasteless
i don't think i hold any meaning
my mind has always been racing
sometimes my heart stops beating
and this is just one feeling

my eyes tell me different
than what you did
maybe thats why im so dead
because what you drilled into my head
was probably a wish i wish was said
you became a monster and you were fed
i wish the monster was dead

these noises that make up my life
are the only thing i really have
no personal plot
not misterious hands i've got
you wrote a fairy tale
and ripped the seam apart
i was a mystery
that just fell apart

when i look up
i get the feeling i need to cry
because my head won't stay up
and my heart won't stay alive
i just remember why
that i don't know why
i'm here and that shouldn't have to die
you're not here but you're still
keeping me alive