| LOYALTY... OR SOMETHING TO THAT EFFECT 11-6-99 You'll never know how much your loyalty means to me. While swimming in the darkest shame you need to watch out for the insincere. They'll eat you alive like the sharks that they are. Ripping apart your flesh with their dagger-like teeth, Spilling your guts in the salty sea. Your wounds stinging... While �friends� just watch and laugh They�ll never know how much it hurts Powerful blows crushing your back Then you came in on the scene like the leader of the wolf pack With your razor-sharp fangs you tore my enemies from my lifeless body. Refreshed my mind and soul. Oh, you'll never know. |
| INFLUENTIAL PEOPLE 1-12-00 Blind to everything good, all the days of my life. I saw what I thought I should, and continued on in my strife. I tried to be just like them... Yet the right clothes weren�t right for me. It's who you choose to see, and how you see them that really counts. I chose to see the transparent people... Those who were my friends. Then the ones I had taken for granted turned beautiful, So I talked to them instead. The beautiful people shine to me I can't even see the influenced rest. I still am near-sighted at this kind of thing, Their vision at their worst is min at my best. I guess time will tell what my happiness brings. |
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| SATISFIED WITH LESS 11/11/99-6/6/01 You want to be noticed, you want to be bad Want to create a disturbance to make your friends mad Coalesce problems all you want... I know better, I know who you are You're a scared, neglected son. Scared of being ignored. So you try with all your might, thinking �My dark clothes will give me more visibility, �My friends will pull me to safety �And the rest? They will be scared of me.� I'm sorry, but it doesn't work that way You'll have to pay the price someday If that day doesn't come quickly The consequences will be deadly You pretend like it's no big deal Pero muchas cosas pequenas son una cosa grande Lo es verdad You still want attention w/o the accountability Acting as if you don't know what people think about you, Not caring that your carelessness hurts them too. Your morbid diguise is symbolic of all your insecurities, Even though you try to hide it with your mock-arrogance Your first instinct was right; You aren't as mysterious as you want me to think. You were completely oblivious to my knowledge of your living lie Feeling uncomfortable from me listening to your thoughts? Just run away to someone new, Someone you think you can fool. Well, I have two words for you; �Good luck.� |
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