Not Like You Cared

I can tell you a story you'll never believe
Two kids joined by the chords of a guitar
A boy of seventeen sits alone in his room
His girl does the same

The guitar sound is blasting through their radios
Both hands shaking they have too
Close was the blade and same with the gun
The separated hearts too strong

They couldn't control them, nothing happened
She was breaking down screaming "One Last Time!"
They lived that night
But only to be in each others arms forever

over you

i'm over you no matter what you think. i want to be out of your life for good. i don't care what you want, this is my choice. i wish you and you're friends would leave me alone for good. i honestly don't see why i ever liked you to begin with. obviously used the little hollister whore to get over me. just i wish you would leave me alone forever. i don't even know why i loved you. maybe it was just me being gullible.




I'M OVER YOU AND I WISH YOU WOULD LEAVE ME ALONE

Concert Breakdown #2 & America's Got Talent Fieldtrip

Rockets and Radios take 2 was basically a success on Cory John's part. He remembered me from his Wellington show and so did Sam(SayLoudShoutLouder). This post my not be as long because I'm not going to explain everything that went on except for like one thing. During his song ssbfosg, he made us sit in a little kumbaya circle which was really interesting.

I ended up getting a picture of his set list because it was just laying on the Hot Topic floor and I wanted to know was songs he was gonna play next. The top song and bottom song got cut of which really kind of sucks. Bryan(Were Like Twins) went up and sang She's Got Style with Cory. He did alot of covers and some of his songs. I have videos on my YouTube from this show and the Wellington show so if you want to just like check 'em out here at youtube.com/chaingang5.

AMERICA'S GOT TALENT FIELDTRIP

April 1,2009.....Miami deffinatley does not have that much talent. I can't go into details because it was a taping of the show, but I can say one thing.... NICK CANNON was there. Yes so were David Hasselhoff,Sharon Osbourne, and that Piers guy. Pictures of Nick Cannon were managable to get but ones with Sharon,Hasselhoff and Piers were basically impossible. The picture of Nick may be blurry.

Lost In Space

a rocket to the moon shooting through the stars. the shine of your eyes in incomparable. nothing inside the outside of the galaxy called my heart. the space rocks hit the ship. your star ship is spiraling out of control, not knowing where to go. your the astronaut lost in space and your fuels running low.

idk

Give me three reasons to tell you the truth, then I'll tell you three lies. You enjoy the word sorry, savor it and stuff it down your throat. I rock the galactic skies and the moon couldn't be brighter. I swear I'm going blind by the sight of your eyes. A deep blue maybe a green I can not tell. The radio plays the worlds song of peace and war. I'm torn apart by false images of the heart and the mind. Not one thing i can say makes sense to anybody. Life is an ever failing memory of something real that can not be achieved.never ending self inflicted pain, the deepest cuts hurt less from what i've heard but nothing inspects what inside.

Why the Tears Come

Why do these tears come at night?
They fall from my eyes and blur my sight
Instead of my room I see
Raccoon eyes and red-stripped seas

All day in class I hear the cries
Coming from the bathroom in my demise
"Shut up you cooch!" I scream and shout
But nothing ever comes from my pout

In my lonely heart, I think
'Shut the fuck up you stupid trick!'
But yet my nemesis babbles on
And on...and on...and on.

There is no defeating my foe
My life is always shrouded in woe
Always in danger, she hits like a man
The name of my enemy- Roxanne

She is why the tears come at night
Why my tears blur my sight
If only I had the courage to say
'Ya, tric, ya, get the hell away!'

Cranky Cat

You have whiskers of negativity
Pawsteps of irritation
Oh, my cranky cat, how your litter box
overflows with my frustration

You whine in meows
And don't like the wet
Cranky cat, cranky cat
Our grumpiness is met

You scratch at me
With your claws of hate
And your sharp-tipped tongue
I choke upon the hairball of fate

Cranky cat, I love to hate you
But more so, I love to kick you
Your howls, screaming, yowling
Never again will I scoop your poo

Never.