put down your cigarette and tell me a story
sing me a song about wisdom and glory
cause times are a changin'
and i aint quite ready
tell me about when things were all steady

your delicate words they fall to the floor
you're looking to weary, i wont ask for more

Truth is so hard to come by. Everything is so skewed & twisted that it's hard to filter through. It's sick how lying is so easy and effortless. How made up stories become a part of who you are and how you are seen through the eyes of the world ( Read more... )

You know what bugs me more than anything?

When someone tells me that they will do something & then don't do it. And it's even okay if there is a good explaination as to why, but when there isn't? There is no excuse, and I hate that.

I don't know if he's telling the truth or if he is doing it for attention. He says he wants to die, everyday. He says he's given up and is too scared to grow up. I don't know what to do. He is so far away and I can't help him anymore than he wants to be helped. All I can do is give him my words. And if those fail, then I fail. And I won't ( Read more... )

people you love will turn their backs on you.
people you hate will get their hooks into you.

i think i was born high because i think i want it to stay that way.

things seems so much easier.