February 21, 2007

• “Drilled A Wire Through My Cheek”
  
  I try to stay on top of you
  To hold your body down
  Your shaking seems to hinder
  Every grasp that I have found
  
  Moving every inch around me
  To defuse your private bomb
  I stretch myself surrounding
  And protecting you from harm
  
  I use a wallet for your mouth
  So when you bite you will not bleed
  I drilled a wire through my cheek
  And let it down and out my sleeve
  
  And now you’re pulling out the best of me
  Yeah which never ever comes
  This wires all thats left of me
  And its hooked within my gums
  Within my gums…
  
  So drill it, so drill it
  So hard
  Feel it
  
  So drill it, so drill it
  So hard
  Feel it
  
  Its proof to show that I bleed for this
  And I’d cut myself the shame
  To get to know this masochist
  Who has stolen my first name
  
  Pretending he’s a teacher
  Holding all my weight at ease
  Yet the teacher seems to split in two
  Destroying both his knees
  
  Now crawling I position myself
  Below your broken wings
  I lift your feathered left arm
  Where you hide your heart from me
  
  I never noticed it was swollen
  With the touch of brutal pain
  I never knew a heart could live inside
  The rust from all your rain
  All your rain…
  
  So drill it, so drill it
  So hard
  Feel it
  
  So drill it, so drill it
  So hard
  Feel it
  
  I didnt think to bring a wash cloth
  And rub away the dirt
  Myself and I we share
  This barely beating heart of hurt
  
  And when the hurt comes theres an argument,
  A fight to save a smile
  A small attack on human tears
  To dry them for a while
  
  A dream we all should count on ;
  Yeah a vision I believe
  Where confidence is found
  Attached to wires on our sleeve
  
  Where loneliness is history
  Told to pack his shit and leave
  Where guidance is a fortune
  Told to help in time of need
  
  And were crying isn’t secret
  It’s the art of how we griev
  And lessons are the key
  To every goal I will acheive
  I will achieve
  
  So drill it, so drill it
  So hard
  Feel it
  
  So drill it, so drill it
  So hard
  Feel it

  
  

   

  
  

  I am better than me… … …I hope

  
  

  By the way… today was pretty awesome, after school… Donald, Sushant, and I just kind of let out some of the tension from the whole Science Bowl fiasco, and we had kinda a blast tearing up Mr. Eslami’s room (all the computers were fine, we just had a pretty kick ass paper ball fight)
  

  • 9:31 pm
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