09/04/2002

So I’m standing around with Tyler B.J and John. I had just receved a note from my ex girlfriend Kendra. I read the note, displeased with what it said I decide to burn it. I lit it up just as some old lady was driving by.

I drop the burning paper on the ground, on top of an anthill, so that it was only on the dirt, and watch it burn. I look up and the lady is just sitting there, stopped in her car, just looking at me. I see her shake her head and says something, her car window was closed, so nothing she said could be heard. The thought of putting out this fire crossed my mind, I decided, ‘Why?’ so I look at her then back to the fire. It burns itself out at which point I run my roller blades over it, crushing the black, crisp ashes.

She steps out of her car (once the fire is out), and she says and I quote, “Put that fire out you freak”.

I stop stunned; she just called me a freak. A FREAK! This to many of you would seem like nothing, I on the other hand, have endured this treatment from total strangers for years, many, many years, all the way back to, well when I first moved to Winnipeg 8 years ago. Anyways, I look to her and say, “that hurts, why are you calling me a freak?” she goes off babbling about how she lives there and she doesn’t want me setting her house on fire, “Ma’am”, I say “your house is twenty feet away, and I’m burning paper on dirt, its not going to catch on fire. Now why did you call me a freak? You don’t know me, why did you say that?”

Then she goes off about ‘you know I have kids’ as she is getting back into her car, I yell back “and if they dress like me are you going to call them freaks” her ‘friend’ in the back seat gives me a dirty look, and they drive off. I flip her the bird. (Completely civil to the woman to this point, never impolite) SO I’m on my way home, and who do I see a block later getting out of her car, I decide to be a smart ass past this point, “I thought you said you lived over there”, I yelled pointing to the houses in the far distance. She just ducked behind her car, and walked off. Some people. Please don’t judge me, you don’t even know me, I know I’m a teenager, that doesn’t mean I’m a freak.

 

I black the temper, yeah
never seen the face of truth
sweet Mr. Jesus yeah
infected on my skin
deep mist around you, yeah
I'm crawling on the side
sheep for another, yeah
another taste of life
it's alive yeah everybody
it's alive who will stop me?
it's alive yeah everybody
It's alive who will stop me?
dead barks around you yeah
crawl in a river black
I creep and crawl here, yeah
he's falling on the floor
out with another, yeah
a killing wall of sound
say that you love it yeah
don't make me turn it down
it's alive yeah everybody
it's alive who will stop me?
it's alive yeah everybody
it's alive who will stop me?
born to kill yeah
black blue and bloody fingers
hong kong head yeah
who's gonna face this wheel
now tell me smooth, yeah
I'll tell the pussycats
an ultra-pain, yeah
I'll blow it all away
it's alive yeah everybody
it's alive who will stop me?
it's alive yeah everybody
it's alive who will stop me?