Haven't been on in a while, too tired, lazy, and i've turned into the one thing i hate the most: Myspace addict!

so anything new? tell me all about it guys. whats the deal with avatar? any new episodes? spam this blog filled with your summer days.

yay! i'm a freshman! and i've been working on new poems. check them out:

" Just another game"

I'm sick of this game, this game we call life,
just want to end this once and for all, grab a gun or a knife,
or pop some pills, or drown in a cool rapid river,
chilled to the bone, makes you want to shiver,
but that's the cowards way, or so i feel,
can't back down now, got to get through this ordeal....

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"wonder"

She's perched on an oak tree, old and bare,
watching the world go by with out the slightest care.


She tunes out the real word, face looking still,
her eyes look vicious, her mind set to kill

As the sun goes down, so does she,
off the tree, heading 'home', but glances at the sight of me.


She searches me with cautious eyes, taking everything in,
her eyes lock with mine, they reek of hate and sin.


Her stare is hypnotic, i can't break free
there's something about her, who is she...?

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There was a time where i was happy, i remember this well,
but that time is over, now replaced by hell,
Everything used to be right as rain,
now replaced by this cursing pain...

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"Walk Away"

See that little girl walking down the street, with her head down low,
you run up to her, shouting hello.
she turns and offers a faint smile, then hurridly walks away,
you notice that she acts like this everyday,
with her head down low, her eyes looking sad,
she's wishing she could have what she once had...

you see her at a party, her teeth's bearing white,
white as falling snow, out in the dark calm night.
she stands there smiling, but her eyes tell a different side,
a different side of the story, a story she's quick to hide.
she smiles, she laughs, she greets everybody the same,
as if she's just pretending, pretending life is just a game.

the night is over, its a brand new day,
she wakes up, so badly wanting to say,
but she can't say what's on her mind, she can't speak out,
her mind is filled with so many doubts.

See that little girl walking down the street, with her head down low,
you run up to her, shouting hello.
she turns and offers a faint smile, then hurridly walks away,
you notice that she acts like this everyday.
you stop and realize who that little sad girl is, no it can't be,
but you're right, that that sad little girl is none other than me....

so what do you guys think? tell me the truth honestly i suck don't i?