Forgive me if I ramble. Its late and I'm awake but i don't want to be but i refuse to sleep and yet there is to much time wasted on a rhyme without a goddamn chime.

Why is it that we fly so fast into out past but its just like a molded cast?

We cant change who we are and those who try never die but they always lie. And those who remain the same always bear such shame taking all the blame because are they not the reason people change in the first place?

And I hate the damn gates that make you late because of they are overated. And the people who are jaded because their lives are shaded... Man there is nothing you can do.

And why is it that love can be so fucked up? I mean you want it you get it you like it you break it. Or even worse, you fake love you take love you MAKE love and you shake love so that a lover has nothing to do.

Personally I think love is just another waste of time. Not an Emotion but a twisted rhyme with the motions and notions not some stupid little potion that makes you call out come to me and be free.

Why is it that you try so hard and you go so far but in the end you might as well have just sat in a broke-down car? How many people see the masks and decide not to ask not remember not to share not care until september, november, december?

What the hell is wrong with a world where you have to paint a face be at this place make the chase when its just linen and lace? Why oh Why is the world such a fucked up place?

And Why does Always Involve You?







Okay there is my rambling for tonight. I felt like i just did that stupid slap poetry bullshit that diji did at competition. Anyways myspace updated for april website has first chapter running, new pics on here.... life is just peachy.


Peace