there's a carpet stain that just won't come out...

SCREAM TO BE HEARD
YEAH FUCK I'M SCREAMING
DO YOU THINK YOU'RE COOL?
DO YOU THINK YOU'RE WORTH
OUR ATTENTION?
WHAT A WASTE IT'S BECOME
TO BE SOMEONE YOU'RE NOT!
TO BE LIVING A LIE.
LIVING LIES IS NOT CONSIDERED LIVING!
IF YOU NEVER TRY TO BE REAL
THEN WHAT GOOD ARE YOU?
NOBODY IS MADE THE SAME WAY,
SO WHY BOTHER TRYING TO BE LIKE
EVERYONE ELSE!
ARE YOU HAPPY WITH YOURSELF
ARE YOU HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY?!
IF SCREAMING IS THE ONLY THING GIVING YOU
THE ATTENTION YOU NEED
THEN YOU SCREAM UNTIL YOUR FUCKING LUNGS EXPLODE
BUT I'M NOT CLEANING UP THE MESS
YOU LEFT BEHIND!
TAKE THE MOP
AND WIPE YOURSELF DRY
YOU'RE STAINING MY CARPET!
DON'T TURN AWAY, WHAT'S THAT GOING TO PROVE?
ARE YOU A LIAR, A CHEATER, A SNEAK!?
LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME
WHAT THE FUCK MADE YOU FAKE!
FAKE FAKE FAKE
YOU'RE DEAD TO ME!

By: .Death.Of.Beauty.


Starring a BOY/GIRL and the MIRROR

oh i like the way you make me feel

the way i feel about you

oh the way you make me smile

oh i like the way you make me touch

the way i love to touch you

oh the way you work that smile



{i want you to run a,way}

{forget about the times we shared}

{everysingle moment that i'm there with you,}

{everything i said i wouldnt do}

with every step you should take

makes my very empty heart break

every second without you i would ache

but its the best i can do

to keep me from hurting you

just a little less obvious i confess...

...you've got me fucked and so

i'm tired of being selfless.
i'm tired of being "immune"
life is a hurricane.
but i've been living in the eye for too long.
like they always say,
it's all calm before the storm.
well this time i've been walking too slow.
you know when you're in the middle of a huge fight
but you're just watching.
bystander effect in reverse,
but there's nothing that can be undone.
let's stop and get caught in the storm.
it's always calm before the storm.
it's always calm before the storm.
i'm tired of being normal.
i'm tired of feeling that its too good to be true.
tumbleweed and rustling leaves,
follow the current lead into the unknown.


.you talk like you're famous, you're shameless.

joke me something awful just like kisses...

...on the necks of "just friends "

i shudder at your icy stares,
it tends to match your heart.
words tend to flow out of my mouth
with no sense of direction.
they just hit whoever takes it seriously.
now i know what they mean when they say
"so wrong it's right".
start at the heart and walk away,
we'll always meet in the end.
i keep my hands in my pockets
because everything i come close to tends to leave.
or i just push them away.
i've been hearing echoes of the same words
that make me feel as though i'm in a sound proof room.
hush your words of the so-called "comfort"
i'm not listening anymore.
i promise you my heart
but all promises can be broken.
i shudder at your icy stares,
it tends to match your heart.

.we're the kids who feel like dead ends.

European Bands

are forever...

look for the girl with the broken smile...

...and ask her if she wants to stay awhile

our world is polluted in such shit
gas masks are the new black.
i'll see you when i sleep
as long as you sing me your dreams.
i'm just dropping hearts left and right
like the recited and overheard movie lines
passed between eyes and shared drinks.
glaring daggers that shred my own to pieces,
was blind and can now never see.
overusage of the term "chemical"
it just depends on how you mix it.
you know you're done for
when inspiration arises from
the subway seats and filthy streets.
oh the blind man has it so easy.
at least he doesnt get to see what our world has become.

.and she will be loved.

the bolded title and lyrics is She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5.
..there's a britney spears in every school.
doesn't the world today make you so sick.
we resort to other peoples suffering for our own enjoyment
we steal, lie and cheat.
we pretend.
we judge.
we add our own sound effects and overexagerrations to life, that it's all become a stupid lie.

thrown in all directions...

...epitome of perfection

swallow your pride
along with your guilt
on which you ride on like a brand new car.
fake a smile and wave my worries away..
ohh if looks could kill....
i havent slept well in so long
my ceiling has lost all interest in me.
i realize its not polite to stare for hours on end.
i'm writing this at 2 am, spare me the shittyness.
my only weekend sleep lasts me from 5am to 7 am
then 11pm to 1pm.
i hate when people go to doctors for their problems
when they already know the answer.
sleeping disorder? yes i'm fucking stressed.
lab coats just lighten my mood...
i wish we were all silhouettes,
just shadows.
because shadows have no flaws.
only quality hearts are made of plastic,
but even the crazy glue can lie to you.

.time is standing still.

lamelamelamelame
sorrry
confuzzling love life.
why does the guy i need to break up with,
have to be the most sensitive guy in the school?