An update

So, today has been a day of thought. As I sat in a cold hard desk all day at school, occasionally moving to a new classroom every 45 minutes or so, I was thinking about what I really want in life. Music is definitely a passion and I have received plenty of advice on what to do and how to get a band going, but being stuck where I am limits my opportunities. Then again I am only 17, 18 in a few long weeks, BUT I just want to do this so bad. I wanna tour the country, I want to play shows in places around the country. I want the adventure and the hardships that come with it. I'm just hoping one day that it will be my band headlining at the Metro or at the Vic, or at the Roxy.

Makes sense to me, how 'bout you?

Dancing on my own grave
Every day is the same.
Wishing the pressure would be released.
The feeling of inner peace
My future is looking blurry
Time to take off
But my flight is delayed
I feel betrayed
My thoughts consume everything.
The outside looks fine.
Inside it's a mess
Would you expect anything less?
Depressed
Over Stressed
You don't know the thoughts and images
Running through my head.
I don't even dream
I feel insane
Nothing will ever be the same.

A Thread of Sanity

Hey how's your head?
That was a pretty nasty fall.
No don't get up
There's to worry about
Nothing at all..

You're fine.
But from now on,
You're mine.
A prisoner of your own mind.

Social suicide of the individual.
Now a victim of emotion.
Suffocating from the pressure,
From all sides.
To fit a mold.
They say,
"It's time to put dreams on hold."
"You have been sold."

I am your conscious
The voice(s) inside
The one(s) hell bent
On Ruining your life.

Splitting headache
Matching heartache
Can't think
Not now
Not then
So is this the end?
Is this how it all turns out?
Where every must scream and shout?
My life is a broken record
One of misfortune and mess ups
The epitome of a teenage idiot

De-Railed

Stress and anxiety sets in
I'm not built for this
It's not in my blueprints
Someone hit the panic button
Not this time
They wanna see what happens
No emergency brake
Where's the shut off valve?
Oh shit
Hang on, no one is making it out this time around.
All sanity is gone
The emergency help switch is busted
No more time
Panic Panic Panic!
No one can help me this time
Not even the flying spaghetti monster..

Falling Apart

There was accident
And out come the wolves
This is serious.
How can you all be so delirious?
So up-tight
Your music
Your "life"
Wasn't founded on brutality
On some fucking hierarchy
It was about something more
A common bond
Between the youth
Of a sound so out of step.
Something that wasn't full of much
Musical depth and complication
But simple,aggressive, raw
Now there's one flaw
The people aren't the same
The values have changed
It's not right
No one should have to fight
We should unify
Not divide
I guess it is really dead
Time to grow up
Time to move on
It's all falling apart

Friday

It's Friday
Everyone's getting paid
Hell the guy next to me is probably getting laid
And all I ask is for something real
Something I can feel
Not a false hope
Not some sick joke
Where the punch line is my demise
I wish I could just open your fucking eyes
He hurt you once
Hell he may hurt you again
In the end it's just another heartbreak
For me and you
I'm through
Pain, is all just part of the game
It's driving me insane
And I'm not just sayin'
My mind is a mess
Loneliness consumes
But you wouldn't know..