Sticks and Stones
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| Molotov Lexicon Killjoy  Age: 25 Gender: Male Posts: 14 | I'm going to stand to the side Ain't nothing I got to say You could tear my hide The only thing I'd do is cry You can't hurt my pride I know I'm not okay. Chorus: I'm a loner. I'm a loser I'm a loner kids and I like it this way I'm a loner! You say your planin' my funeral but I'm already dead Now I'm immune to your old pipe of lead Those naughty things you said Wonder if your mother knows You throw stones Chorus Could you turn away Don't want to talk Don't want to speak today Don't watch me like a hawk I could do without friends anyway. Chorus *sung soft and slow* I'm a loner, don't need friends. I'm a loner. A story near the end. I'm a loner. Don't need friends. I'm a loner. *sudden increase in speed* A story near the end. I'm a loner. *now shouting* A story near the bitter tragic end! *guitar solo* I'm a loner. So sue me! I'm a loser. So sue me! I'm a loner. So sue me! I'm a loser. Sue me! Loner loner loner, loser loser loser C'mon sue me Sue me! _____________________ That song was inspired by I'm Not Okay (I Promise) and my parent's perception of my life. Feedback is appreciated. |
| Molotov Lexicon Killjoy Age: 25 Gender: Male Posts: 14 | Rebellion They have eyes painted On the top of their soul mirrors. Deaf and mute with Nothing to stay Why can't they speak? No excuses or lies for me. My mother always told me Honestly is the best policy Wipe off that clowns makeup Trade it in for a jesters hat For you've been mistaken for a fool Don't play their games Don't be a tool they use For a timed-off, well oiled machine *softer* Have you seen an apple grow In the forgotten country we longed for Bite in and be satisfied Know when there telling lies *less softer* Open up! See with True blue eyes! The mosquitoes are having a party We're uninvited Do they want my blood (Don't know!) Do we have the right to show? (Hell no!) Crash their party 'cause We don't know what they have planned. There ain't gonna be mercy Ain't gonna make no truce Don't want blood on your hands Tell us the truth. Yeah! That's all we want Not about when you and Blondie happy birthday girl bed 'Cause you didn't presents From the one you wed Not about your birthplace Tell that to those who care On your Myspace Tell me about the war That people's live and money Are paying for Tell me the truth about The planes that went past Your road on their way To Ground Zero Burn me up Strike me down Just let the people Hear this sound I hope you know You'll be haunted by the ghosts Of your past till The breath you take last __________________ My feelings on the government and rebellion. |
| Search and Destroy Moderator  Age: - Gender: Female Posts: 34535 | This thread is now your anthology thread. All your future poetry should be posted in this thread. Please ensure you have read the Poetry Thread Rules. Thanks Lauri Moderator |
| Molotov Lexicon Killjoy Age: 25 Gender: Male Posts: 14 | I keep on hearin' bout how this worlds doomed. That unless we make change, Gore's news come true. That racism is alive and well They we have made our own kind of Hell how come we don't hear about the hope for humanity? How come we don't hear about [b]Chorus: The beauty of the world. Hey hey hey hey hey. Beauty of the world. Hey hey hey hey hey. I saw a message on a bathroom stall That everyone is beautiful and should stand tall I know the girl who wrote that can say She saved at least one life with what she wrote that day. Chorus I saw two kids and one said, "Stop keepin' in your hurt, stop livin' this lie." And the other one said, "I don't really care if your a girl or a guy. i don't care 'bout your gender; just the person that's inside And the ones who don't like it aren't worth our time." Chorus Hey hey hey hey |
| Molotov Lexicon Killjoy Age: 25 Gender: Male Posts: 14 | Ieary the Sprite Furious was Ieary the sprite Furious he was with servant White For White was a fool and opened a door A cracked door on the third floor The door had things very rare Things which can't be found in a nightmare So Ieary the sprite Was right to strike servant White. The beast was mad and ravaged the land Occasionally resting in the sand It kept invading time after time Yet it was as a mime, No one paid it much attention And put those who did in detention. |
| Molotov Lexicon Killjoy Age: 25 Gender: Male Posts: 14 | Alone and Medicated I'm alone Deserted again Taken for granted Taken advantage of It's really lonely But I wouldn't have It any other way I tried it before And being okay is overrated C: So increase the medication Give me therapy I'm in a whole I'll never get out 2-3-4 Call me depressed Call me bipolar please Call it PTS when I'm on my knees Oh she's an actress Our wrist-slitting So-called transgendered brat She seems the worst Until you see the rest Look at her with the gun She's pulling the trigger wrong Chorus Listen, listen, listen To us desperate for attention Call us anti-social Call us what you will Cause I wear black shoes Cut my wrists And won't talk to you Until you give me the pills. Chorus Call it quits when I'm on my knees Call it quits when I'm on my.... Call it quits when I'm on my own (Background vocals sings chorus well in the background, with out the 2-3-4) |
| Molotov Lexicon Killjoy Age: 25 Gender: Male Posts: 14 | Like Wayne and Grayson Remember the days when We'd just sit outside And sip our lemonade And we would say nothing Oh how the time fades You slowly dissaperard Under the evening shade And I, still naked in the light, Will always love you all the same Faith isn't measured in mere mortal miles Chorus: I don't want you to cry When we say goodbye Chin up I'll always be here for you You keep on drawing your picture Of lost stars and I better not see any scars Your my best friend, I'd die for you Your my best friend, I'd carry you to the end I'd follow you blindly, get giddy when you smile And your around, my poise loses style Don't walk high, just stand tall Don't give them the pleasure of seeing you fall When you fall, you crash Chorus: I hate when you cry Like we hate it When the bright stars die Don't fret about tommorow I know your not our lady of sorrows Chorus: [Repeats and fades out]My best friend |
| Molotov Lexicon Killjoy Age: 25 Gender: Male Posts: 14 | If you wanted to fly You are charming and deserve somthing better Then me and this world could offer You want something excited by a blown mind I'd get you anything though I can't call you mine. C: If you wanted to fly, I'd get you wings You'd fly around the big blue thing If where you're going is cold I'd pack the heat Wouldn't be too much of a stretch 'cause your an angel underneath If your lonely up there I'd be blue I'd get wings and fly up with and for you Spending time with you for days Amoung the clouds, rotting our eternal time away C: If you wanted to fly I'd get us wings We'd fly around the big blue thing If where we're going is cold I'd pack the heat Wouldn't be too much of a stretch 'cause your an angel underneath Angels... forever... flying.. forever... with angel wings. |
| Pansy Wayero Jazz Hands  Age: 32 Gender: Female Posts: 372 | wow you have real talent i cant wait to see more |
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