Whenever something makes a wrong,
I want too right it,

But whenever I try too speak out,
It feels like someone has grabbed my throat,
And is SQUEEZING THE [edit] OUT OF IT.

Whenever my sibling makes an unjust statement,
That has obviously been pulled out their arse,
That little socially controlled standards advisor grabs my throat,
And yanks it out!

Whenever my mums dog is yapping at the door (the dog is really old) to go out to get a drink, while my mum is engulfed in some pathetic show on that TV,
I get so frustrated in knowing,

If I let that dog yap enough, mum will get the door,
If I get the door, I'll be making it easy for my mum,
If that dog dies at that door, we will be to blame,
But won't take responsibility, "oh, she was old" we'll say, [edit] that!


These morons just don't get it do they?!

Once you BUY something, IT'S YOUR'S.


Just like the government, once you're born, you're thrown into some crackpot society that's so self preocupied with your f[edit] tax return,

YOU ARE BOUGHT.
THE BUYERS DON'T CARE.
SO YOU DIE SAD.

You dan't care to UNDERSTAND why teenagers get DEPRESSED,
I AM struggling with several possibilities right now:

Make a book - live of the money,
Kill myself - leave this [edit]-hole of a society,
Forget everything I ever learnt about why stuff's so messed up - become ONE OF THEM
Live alone, off nature - and leave these [edit] wits.

Or fight,

Fight and fight till' I die, and be known in one history book, as a madman.



I can't win this fight alone can I?
But I can't trust people either can I?




Nobody I know knew ABOUT george carlin, he died on Sunday,
Sunday, bloody Sunday.

And whenever you hear a news reporter say

"communist countries are bad"

Damn straight, because you made it that way,
You interfered,
You ignorant arseholes,

If there's one greedy person in a group going for communism, it WILL fail.



I HATE society,
I want PEOPLE with NAMES.


And my rage is still here, my "socially controlled standards advisor" is still at my throat,

And nothings changed,
Except trillions of things have died,

Is that all?
Oh, I thought you'd lost your wallet!

If you're offended by what I've wrote,
I hope there's a devil,
Because you still won't understand.



I can't wait for robots too take control,

Oh,
That's already happened, just not metal ones.


Damn...

Many people go through life feeling the way you do but you have to realize that there is nothing you can do to cure all the world's problems. You have to accept your limits and then take it from there by asking what difference CAN I make? Writing a book, keeping a journal and all that is a good start.
My boyfriend and I have been through a lot of serious problems through the years with rotten people
Pulling really rotten things on us. I have known him for 17 yrs but we have just started seeing each other. With everything we have been through in the past I am surprised (and sort of hurt) how different we each came through. He is very bitter and gets very cranky and hateful when he is tired. He basically wishes he could give up and die.
I on the other hand keep telling myself I have survived through the worst and I have to keep trying and hopefully all my efforts will pay off and things will be better within the next year.
You can only do what you can do. Figure out what you would like to accomplish and work toward it. There are many organizations that help. Figure out what you would be good at and work toward it. Organizations like Feed the Children and Doctors without Borders are just two really good organizations that are making a difference. Or maybe you can come up with something of your own that will help reach out to people somehow.
People that treat us badly basically do not have a life. They live in their small complacent world and only concern themselves with getting by each day... work, go to Wal Mart, go home, cook, watch TV,.
You want something more from life... don't let it get you bitter in the process.

:mad:

It's taken me six or so damn posts to get this far, GARH!

It's so damn hard, emotionally, it's like 20 mine fields jammed into one,
Stuff my physical side, I'm healthy, but it's that question I can't answer,

Why do humans ask why!

AAARGH!

I've talked to over 20 people about this subject, all once "close friends" they say

"i don't know"

And when I say guess, it's like they've built some psychological barrier,
They won't ask themselves,

Never, not one.

This search is leaving more scars in me then I thought possible, but I can't give up,

I will not die in vail, I will fight, through time,

Later I must find this advisor in my mind, and DESTROY it!
Self security is an obsolete thing once you're not around.

But for now,
I must begin getting ready for my transformation,
My change,
My physical death will not come about for a LONG time yet.

People like their comfortable world where they don't have to ask questions that are tough
That is why they have their psychological barriers.

That is true,
And I will wash these scars off like they are dirt,

I read my book and found a page I wrote a few months ago,
It says:

"knowledge + understanding = logic"

If I mix faulse ideas in there,
What ever they are, and from where ever they are,
It will be like poison.

So I will not turn bitter,
Because I'm guessing that's the outcome of being poisoned.

Hello c:

I can't help you with your life. Sounds kind of ordinary for a teenager.

But, I DO like the way you write about it. If THAT'S what you want to do, you COULD become one of them, living a kushy life on Park Avenue.

Or, not.

excon

I am NOT wanting too at the age of 71,
Wonder why my heart is failing while I have thousands of dollars in the bank.

I will know that my heart should be failing because of cellular regenative failure.

But it won't be, because my heart will be robotic :p

you could be writing lyrics.

I just did a random search on my son's playlist and the first one I found was "Pretty Handsome Awkward Lyrics". I love the lyrics even where I would normally switch off because it gets too harsh for me, since it fits the song. I hate the music with a passion lol