My emotions run out of my headphones.
So many things I wish I could say
That is said for me in these songs
I repeat with heart.
...
People crying, others dieing.
A hectic mess, already with press.
America's rejected, terrorist detected.
War at hand, we had no plan.
...
Cut out the happiness, you said you wanted the truth right?
Cut out the smiles, slap on the cuts.
Slice up that picture, like you did your arm.
You never cared about this life.
...
Hopefully this feeling will pass
I’m not feeling like myself.
Out of body, looking in,
Out of my mind, I’m going insane.
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A classic story of teenage love.
Boy likes girl,
Girl likes boy.
Boy asks girl out,
...
Moon sets, sun rises.
Casting the sky in hues
Of pink, orange and blue
...
I lie awake,
Waiting for the nightmare.
It comes ever night,
My heart is full of fear.
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I love to write! It is my second pasion. My first being music. But those two things coenside with eachother...I think I used that word right! haha Well you should read my poems! Thanks!)
Music
My emotions run out of my headphones.
So many things I wish I could say
That is said for me in these songs
I repeat with heart.
As if straight from my brain
Straight from my heart
These lyrics reach into me
and steal my feelings and mash
them into songs.
Screaming out my love
Wailing out my pain.
Chirpping out my joy.
Growling out my anger.
I could not live without music
It makes me live.
It is my life.
If you take my music
You take away my life.
Are you a murderer?