Rhyme, Reason & Alliteration

No rhyme, no reason just some angry thoughts.

Don't ask if im ok
Never mind im not ok
I won't come back

Ill have you upside down
I thought that's how you liked it

I watched the sky
And you let it fall

Its oddly simple
I hate you

Just leave me alone
I'll find my way
I'll find my way
--
Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®

Like flying on wax wings

She could be the one
She could be the one
Take a walk, grab my hand
And pull me out the sun

Jaded memories we can't remember
Tell me what's left to ask for
Shield your eyes, drop your head
And run back from the sun

Cross my hands on my chest
And there's nothing left, to know
You wanted my heart and you got it

Take a walk, hold my hand
And pull me out the sun
Dry your eyes, leave the roses at the door

Take a walk hold my hand
and pull me out the sun
--
Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®

it blinks a little spot of senseless yellow in the middle of it all

This is by far the shortest thing I've ever written, started out as the
chorus; and then it stopped for the life of me I haven't been able to
finish it. So this must be it, right? Plus I just wanted to try and send
something from my phone. The title is a poem by Charles Bukowski.

Ideas grown cold, Im wondering how
I lost the paradigm
More than rain clouds out my window
and I can't sleep at night
Even if im blue, it all looks grey
pick up but I won't call
Just in time to drop your head,
to drop your head

--
Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®

Would you like some milk with those cookies?

This started as a song but I didn't feel like it had the rhythm or flow of a song, so it turned into this, maybe I'll rework it later.

Meet me at 7:15, I promise I won't be late. I know how you hate to wait. We can do whatever you want to do even hit the zoo, maybe its to late. Fill the air with stories, you know I love to listen. So wrap me in your words. Its a long shot, I hope it works. A girl with ridiculous stories and a boy with pills for worries.

Do I bore you? Drunk nights were never my thing, plus I was never one for memories; never even bought a class ring.

Never the same person when I go to sleep, As when I wake up, but you weren't there, just an empty shot glass and your space in the chair. Your just a girl full of ridiculous stories and im just a boy diagnosed with pills for worries.

I just wanna sew my mouth shut...

Well, I had to talk to her today and it wasn't that bad; uncomfortable, yes, awkward, very. However it wasn't as bad as I anticipated, my heart was doing like a thousand a second but it could of been much worse. I can honestly say I love the smell of closure, it fills my lungs with relief. Oh yea and my credit got denied for the Iphone, so it looks like im stuck with this sidekick for a little while longer.

Someone has to be plotting against me, really?

After a horrible day yesterday, I woke up late because I thought it was Friday, only to realize it was Thursday and I missed my math class on a test day, fan-fucking-tastic. So I have to track the teacher down and end up taking the test at like 5 in the evening, which made me late for work; and i probably failed the test. So i go to Best Buy and see about the new phone I'm going to buy, and I talked about that yesterday, moving on. I go to purchase my new iPhone over the internet and the computer tells me my credit score isn't good enough. At this point I just want to kill someone. So now I have to go back to Best Buy to purchase the phone in the store, and she'll be there, and I'll have to talk to her, and I'm gonna feel like vomiting; and at the rate I'm going I probably will, all over her shirt ;-), I I'll have to keep that thought just to keep me from going insane.

If your so smart, why aren't you rich?

More writing to distract myself. The thought of the song came from me listening to too much early 2000s punk pop, the whole over rated line seemed to come up a lot, so I had to take a shot at it. The title is the title of an old episode of the Batman cartoon from the 90s. Again written in about a half hour.

Let me see
What you've got in store
These over rated selfish boys
What we've got in store
Were just over rated
And over done

Its all been done before
So pack your bags
And take your toys

Just know that everybody stares
But we all know that no one cares

Just show us how its done
If your the one, if your the one

What have you got in store?
You over rated selfish boys
What we've got in store
But were just over rated
and over done

Stars and shades galore
But stars fade then your no more
Fifteen and your done
Fourteens gone and now your one

Shining but your a candle in the sun
Now your done, time is up

Well show you
What we've got in store
From these over rated selfish boys
What we've got in store is more
Over rated stories

"Sometimes even putting a nickel into a parking meter feels good"

-Seeing her makes me write to distract myself from thinking of her. Written in less than a half hour.

She entered through the back door
Like so many others before

The dream ends before two
because daddy doesn't know

With stars in her eyes,
and thighs so inviting

She screamed just love me, and the only answer she got was an echo. Four words princess take your own advice.

Backstage love doesn't exist

So rip your heart off your sleeve and put it back inside
You've got a good heart, save it for someone who cares

With stars in her eyes
like so many others before
His lie was a weapon,
and now she is empty

fuck! my life

She works at the fucking Best Buy, fucking Best Buy. I fucking love Best Buy; and now I can't go in there with out feeling all awkward and what not. Damn, my why did it have to be my favorite store?

"It's OK, I wouldn't remember me either"

This is the first song I've written specifically for an acoustic track. I wrote it about a month ago and haven't been able to think of a name, until I was watching american beauty for the ten hundreth time (I love anything that makes suburbanites look ridiculous). Anyways a line stuck out to me, when the husband meets "the real estate king" or whatever (the guy that his wife eventually cheats with), Lester the (husband) says "It's OK, I wouldn't remember me either" because the "real estate king" doent remember their prior meeting. Well long story short, a light bulb went off, I felt it related to the song and bam song title after waiting a month.

Picking it up from nothing and,
Don't you see Im breaking down again
Slow down with my head in the clouds
I can still see what's going on, on the ground

I can't just walk away
I can still feel you from my insides out
hear me now, please stay
I know that you would never lie
So why try and throw the past away

Slowed down with my head in the clouds
I still see what's going on, on the ground
Your every where I want to be, your all I know
Snapshots of drowning memories, we let them fade

I can still feel you from my insides out
Slowed down with my head in the clouds
I still see what's going on, on the ground
Picking it up from nothing and,
Don't you see Im breaking down again