Beautiful Mess.Beautiful Mess.
So you know that girl who’s always at lunch by herself, always at home by herself, a complete loner? Yes, well you've just met me. Quiet, shy, completely ignorant of every form of human being, my name is Violet.
I’m a freshman at Groverdale High this year, and well, let’s just say that school is not my cup of tea. Knowing that I have to go right back to that hell hole every Monday through Friday doesn't give me a lot off motivation. It’s only been a week since the school year began, and I literally feel like I’m dying. I don’t mind being a loner, I mean, I’ve always been one, but the continuous glaring at me is aggravating. At my old school I passed through the halls like a ghost, I was invisible, and I liked it that way. I’m certain that only two people, aside from some of the teachers, in that entire school new my name. I was fine there, but here, here it’s a different story.
According to my observations, the only
A Better Day.Hush hush, don't cry, rid of those teardrops in your eye. I hate to see you feel this way, but realize all this pain won't stay. Forget me, forget the past, don't let your memories last. I'm really not worth the pain or sorrow. A brighter day will come tomorrow.
Broken.He's broken and bruised, unsure of which path to choose. They've loved for a while, but lately, he can't seem to make her smile. He tries his hardest, he tries his best.. it's starting to seem like an impossible test. There's two different choices, only one you can choose. Choose the one that makes you happy, after all, there's only one way you can lose.
For You.I'd cry for you, I'd die for you, I'd run a thousand miles for you.
Through all my pain and sorrow too, I'd still manage a smile for you.
Poem.I know what I'm doing is rude and wrong,
but Honey, let's face it, I can't stay strong.
I'm broken and bruised every single day,
I thought that it might, but it doesn't help to pray.
You reassure me you're not leaving, you'll always stay true,
I hope you keep your promises because I love you.
Some people think things just go to my head,
but i'm not kidding, if you leave me, I'd rather be dead.
The Flesheaters"Oh my gosh, could you be quiet for once?! I'm starting to fail this class, and you know why because you won't stop talking! I can't hear anything the teacher's saying!" "Jeez Izzy, don't freak out dude. I'll stop talkin' okay, if you think that will boost your grade up " Matt laughed sarcastically.
"Man, if we weren't in school right now..." Izzy muttered under his breath.
"What would you do to me? Beat me up? Tell on me?" Matt asked curiously.
"Well, you'd find out then, wouldn't you?" Izzy said.
"Wow man, you're so scary! I think I'm gonna go home and cry to my mommy!" Matt laughed.
"You just watch your back man, karma is gonna come back and get you for all the things you say to people." warned Izzy.
"Eh... I don't believe in karma, I choose my own future." Matt laughed.
"Okay bud, you just keep on thinkin' that in that smart little brain of yours." Izzy smirked.
"Hey man! I do have a smart brain! So don't try and be cool by rippin' on me like that!" Matt yelled.
Our WorldTonight we shall awake
And we'll feel better;
While scars dictate out a eulogy
Before icicle stars drip a lake
Of blood and ink.
And our life is scribed
And our destiny transcribed
Upon ozone highways of
A time swept letter.
Tonight we shall smile
And we'll be fine;
While bones taunt us in penury
Out of sync to heart's design:
Never will we blink.
And our strife is mystified
And our history pacified
Towards x-ray epitaphs on
A lunar forged shrine.
Tonight we shall glow
And we'll fly high;
As souls sing forth in melody
To harp string's of an angel's sigh,
But joy fades in a wink.
And we're alive
There's nothing we can't survive
And we're a mystery
To bandaged eyes living misery.
So let's set things right!
Let's burn out tonight!
Set the world alight
With the unity of our cries,
Never to let the flames burn low
Nor to allow our nightmares
Permission to fester and grow.
So let's set things right!
Tonight we shall awake
And even if it kills us;
The world. Our world.
Will be alright.
Blink.there's a future
I don't want
past I don't
want to let go,
and a present full
of distance intimacy
I hold closest,
because it runs
so deeply with their own.
and in the balance
of all of this
is where my story sits
Send HelpI'm stuck in the middle
Of this never ending
Body of water
To throw me a life jacket
But all they're doing
Is throwing me anchors