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| lizster540 (profile) wrote, on 3-25-2004 at 5:04pm | |
| This Song is my new favorite song...its so powerful and awesome She fooled all of her friends into thinking she's so strong But she still sleeps with the light on And she acts like it's all right on, as she smiles again And her mother lies there sick with cancer And her friends don't understand her She's a question without answers Who feels like falling apart. She knows, she's so much more than worthless She needs to find a purpose, She wonders what she did to deserve this CHORUS She's calling out to you This is a call, this is a call out Cause everytime I fall down, I reach out to you And I'm losing all control now And my hazard signs are all out I'm asking you to show me what this life is all about And he tells everyone a story, Cause he thinks his life is boring And he fights so you won't ignore him, Cause that's his biggest fear And he cries, but you'll rarely see him do it And he loves but he's scared to use it So he hides behind the music Cause he likes it that way And he knows, he's so much more than worthless He needs to find the surface Cause he's starting to get nervous CHORUS Have you ever felt this way before Cause I don't wanna hide here anymore Take me to a place where nothing's wrong And thanks for coming, shut the door And they say some one out there sees us, Well if you're real, then save me Jesus Cause I've been this way for far too long I wasn't meant to feel alone CHORUS Show me what this life is all about Show me what this life is all about |
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SupaDupaFly | 03-25-04 8:11pm I read your little journal entry. You are possibly the most arrogant person I have ever met, not to mention a huge hypocrite. If you can comprehend the meaning of that word. You claim to be this truly devoted Christian, yet you judge people you have no personal knoweledge of and backstab them. You say that you don't partake in drama and you are a real person, but you're not. You're as fake and as hollow and as shallow as any of these other bitches in Richmond Hill. All you do is complain and bitch and whine about how complicated your life is, how bad you have it. You don't know shit. You don't know what it feels like to be the people you make fun of. It's people like you and Morgan who taught me how to be just as much of an asshole to the people who are assholes to me. Yeah, I wanted to fight Morgan. He deserves to have his ass beat. I don't think I'm hot shit. I think Morgan is a judgemental dickwad, and I could figure that's why you like him seeing as how you're stuck up all these conceited bastard's asses. You never used to be like this. You never used to place people above you or shun people who weren't as "good" as you. But fuck, I've only known you how long...five months? I guess your true colors are coming through. If you really didn't care what people thought about you, then why did you cry, Liz? Just 'cuz I called you fat? You seem mighty secure with yourself. So yeah, go on and write in your little journal and tell everyone how mean I am. Yeah, you're really going to go to your so-called heaven. If fucking cunts and doachebags like you and your friends can get in, then that doesn't sound like a place I would want to spend the rest of eternity. It must suck ass, just like you, your friends, God, and this shitty little town I hope you rot in for the rest of your miserable life. |