Disassemble the pieces

As the lights begin to dim

I'll tighten my grip

I'll rip out every nerve

in your system

and push your limbs out of their sockets

The time will come

when I'll shove my hand

down your narrow, infected throat

prying your ribs apart

and rip out

what should've been mine

I'll turn your insides out

and show your true colours

Disassemble the pieces

to get to the center, the core, the root,

the problem.

Writing In Code

I lied when i said

that I was over you

Unfortunately, That's impossible

I tried to follow my insticts

but they lead me down the wrong path

I was on a forked road

No one told me where to go

I consider myself lucky

Nobody has even came close

to knowing the truth

You've distanced yourself from me

Miles keep us apart

Arguments sew us back together

Like a ragged doll

who falls apart, after every heartbreak

My fingers are blistered, red

From trying to lengthen

What's already been lost

I can only blame myself

For falling so hard

Its much deeper

Past our sheer skin

That once touched the wet grass

more fragile

than what's under my hollow chest

Thats what you get when you let your heart when, huh?

Out of the black

And into the light

Heartbreak, dont bend on me tonight.

Guitar Riffs

ITS BEEN A WHILE.

A friend told me recently, that I shouldn't have such harsh things to say for a person who has the whole world against them. Or at least it seems like it....

Is that really true?

Thats really bad then.

Very few people appreciate my bitter attitude. I'm witty, so someone's going to dislike me right? correct.

It has its advantages.

I have enough balls to say things that YOU WISH YOU COULD, with any of the repercussions.

score!

grow up?

NEVER. NO WAY! I'll never change. I dont think, I'll ever be normal.

But normal's not normal, if you're not normal.

So I've been writing, alot.

I've been preparing for school, writing, REPEAT.

well,

I've been dealing with alot of PERSONAL issues that I dont feel comfortable talking about on my blog.

I have a reason to hate this world.

Everybody lies. I don't even know about other religions anymore.

I'm ready to go to college/undergrad.

I HOPE THESE FOUR YEARS GO BY FAST.

Carolina Dreamer

I wrote this one day while I was in South Carolina, eating a buffet called Ryans.

July 30th, 2009

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Today, while I was on vacation at this buffet called Ryan's a lady introduced me to a waiter in training. He said hello, and asked if he could remove anything from my table. His "master" was looking at him with vicious eyes burning through his skin. I told him no, thank you and he smiled.

A few minutes later I saw him following his trainer around the restaurant. When I took a glance at him, he had this reluctant look on his face. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and continued cleaning up after America's mistakes.

What's wrong with this? One man, one restaurant FILLED with people ready to be served everything on a brown tray. That is no job for a man. Nobody should have to (nor do they want to) clean up after filthy human beings just to make a living. As far as I'm concerned that job doesn't come with any benefits. I just thought I'd write about this because it was interesting, and he inspired me. I wish i could've talked to him. But i'm only 14, there isn't much I can do.

It's like having a big heart, and no one to love it with.

Kinda like me and you?