One day I'll put this to music...

November 29, 2008

Weather I'll sing it or not is a completely different story.

The soundtrack in my mind
Ever playing, constant loops
You see,
There's a glitch..
Sometimes, the music flips
And intertwines the chords a bit
Making two, even three songs into one
One big, glitchy song
Of Beatles and Raindrops and Death Cab and ...music
Music takes me away
To a place I didn't know was there
Until I found it (Well, duh)

You see, I'm a cynical person
Overly analytical of everything I do
I think I screwed up somewhere...
not sure where though.
I want a parrot...not really.

I wish I could put some of my funny moments...
into a giant webcomic. But alas,
I've no talent.
Though talentless people can make webcomics too, I guess.
I'd try...but no wacom, no scanner...
I'm making up excuses now.

The soundtrack of my--wait, I've done that.
You see, there's a glitch in me
it makes me cynical
and intertwines the chords a bit
not sure where though
To a place I didn't know was there
I'd try...but no wacom, no scanner
I think I screwed up somewhere
..intertwining the music a bit into..
a giant webcomic.
I'm making up excuses now, I suppose
But you see, there's a glitch in me.

A song? Or perhaps a poem?

November 25, 2008

Poetry?

Inflexible

Stiff in movement, rough to the touch
Steel pipe for bone, cable wires for muscles
Feet drag, no lift, knees don't work
hands lie, not limp, but motionless
Head still, no movement, not even muscle twitch
for cables do not twitch

Look forward, no perefials, almost blind
Listen not, no recognition, nearly deaf
No thought, only to breathe
in...
out...
in...
out...
Smell nothing, senses refuse to work
Salivation impossible, a disease?

Heart pumping, but not emotionally
checked out, no returns, gone for lunch...permanently
Emotions dead, no love
no hate, no grief, no thanks

Inflexible,
stiff in movement, rough to the touch
checked out, no returns
no love, no hate
in...
out...
in...
out...
ikiru.
Shi.

I haven't decided what category this should go into...Hmm

So What?

April 27, 2007

So what?
So what if my hair is over my eye?
So what if I wear baggier pants than all the boys?
So what if I prefer to wear boxers?
So what if I don't do anything to my hair?
So what if I don't wear the lastest trends?
So what if I don't flaunt my body through my clothing?
I've got a mind.
I've got a mouth.
And I've every right to use them both.
And since we live in America,
That means you do too.
But just because you have one,
doesn't mean you have to use it.
Think idiot.
Think.

I'm in love with a Pokemon Duck

March 17, 2007

If only

If only the world stopped spinning
If only the skys weren't blue
If only the wind stopped blowing
If only, if only
If only the water stops flowing
If only the clouds didn't move
If only the grass was purple
If only, if only
If only the world stopped
For only a moment
What would happen to us?
What would happen to all of us?
Living on this planet,
that may stop at any time...
If only, if only

Wow, that didn't make much sense...
OH well, it's 6 AM now...

Sheesh, I should really get to bed eh?

Mandi: And everytime he sees a lantern, he thinks he's gonna die...but he usually doesn't...
Erica: Um...Mandi...*laughs*.
Mandi: Oh *laughs*