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Array ( [sid] => 37452 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My life. [time] => 2004-03-05 11:39:52 [hometext] => This is about my life right now. tell me what you think. i like more than most thing i write cause i got alot off my chest. [bodytext] => some part of where i am,
tells me not to give a damn.
to stuff all the crap they say to me,
while my-self watches over me.

i know what i do, is wrong,
i shouldn't bunk! i should come along.
i shouldn't be angry, inside of me,
but then, again they don't know or under-stand me!

therophy ain't gonna come, so i keep slashin,
know-one under-stands, why my-self keeps mashin,
i'm not trying to be the one, to break rules,
i just can't face, going to school!
i can't talk about why i'm sad,
and no-ones here ,to give me the helping-hand!
and not that people know, but i've problems at home,
things are twisting up-side down, and i'm going back into my cone.

i'm not trying be the girl that goes round talking crap,
smashing her life until it goes "snap".
as i said, YOU! don't under-stand me, and i guess you never will,
i am spinning round, i just can't stand still...

i want a job, when i grow up!
i don't wanna find, that i'm stuck,
but lets just face it, while i stand,
i'm only hanging, by a strand!
nothing much is here right now,
apart from girls i wanna smack down.
then there's my family, a wall around me,
not under-standing why, i'm in misery!

and i can't see, really where's the point?
nothing here, can keep me up right,
so what's the use, in living like this,
but if i die, i DO think i'll be missed!
but only cause i won't be around,
to be that b**ch, to bring others down!
to be the one, that blazed her thoughts,
to be the one, who inside was distraught.


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My life.

Contributed by deathdrop on Friday, 5th March 2004 @ 11:39:52 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



some part of where i am,
tells me not to give a damn.
to stuff all the crap they say to me,
while my-self watches over me.

i know what i do, is wrong,
i shouldn't bunk! i should come along.
i shouldn't be angry, inside of me,
but then, again they don't know or under-stand me!

therophy ain't gonna come, so i keep slashin,
know-one under-stands, why my-self keeps mashin,
i'm not trying to be the one, to break rules,
i just can't face, going to school!
i can't talk about why i'm sad,
and no-ones here ,to give me the helping-hand!
and not that people know, but i've problems at home,
things are twisting up-side down, and i'm going back into my cone.

i'm not trying be the girl that goes round talking crap,
smashing her life until it goes "snap".
as i said, YOU! don't under-stand me, and i guess you never will,
i am spinning round, i just can't stand still...

i want a job, when i grow up!
i don't wanna find, that i'm stuck,
but lets just face it, while i stand,
i'm only hanging, by a strand!
nothing much is here right now,
apart from girls i wanna smack down.
then there's my family, a wall around me,
not under-standing why, i'm in misery!

and i can't see, really where's the point?
nothing here, can keep me up right,
so what's the use, in living like this,
but if i die, i DO think i'll be missed!
but only cause i won't be around,
to be that b**ch, to bring others down!
to be the one, that blazed her thoughts,
to be the one, who inside was distraught.






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Re: My life. (User Rating: 1 )
by Baronhawk on Friday, 5th March 2004 @ 04:03:52 PM AEST
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Nice one!..I can relate to the me against the world concept. Often it is impossible to relate or understand the world around us and in return the world seems often impervious to our emotions and views. Hope this write helps you to vent the frustrations...writing seems to help me exhale my mentations..maybe your life will be lest pressured with this outlet.


Re: My life. (User Rating: 1 )
by Vamp3ric on Monday, 27th September 2010 @ 04:14:38 AM AEST
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In life we all have that mistakes we build barriers to keep ourselves in and keep everyone else out I do exactly the same I can't trust any one to come into my life and make everything clear you are never understand-ed once someone tries you show them all the flaws that you are not that way everyone can tell you things will become better but believe me it won't I live my life by keeping myself sealed up and living in a different way than I really am that's my best. This was a good read keep writing and maybe someday someone will learn who you really are that's why we all keep living.




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