i need to get out of this town
each time i'm swimming, i find a new way to drown
i'm only a fighting failure
fists up against facing the facts
this is a losing battle, it's a knock down drag out for those who find me irritating
simplistic ideals of what should be so perfect
and i've never been perfect, but at least i can admit my flaws
you saw me for what i never was
you saw me for what you wanted me to be
but you know at least you saw me
i think that's the main idea, in the logic of my thought
a small piece of attention goes for a lot
in this concentrated mind staring so soundly at the ceiling
thinking of everything that i never could have done
in this place
where the rumors surround the town, in this place where an empty bottle is your crown
and i'm touched by the sentiment of all of those suspecting intellects
who find it so amusing to make every stumble into a full out fall
and i've been waiting for my whole life just to hit the ground
from mistakes i made so long ago, with a whisper and some lust from below
you never knew that secret, you never heard that rumor, did you now?
i think that by now i figured it out, wear a mask to keep your secrets
wear a mask to keep your fear to yourself
cause in this place words spread like oil
in the open water of the lake in which we all are slowly drowning in our own opinions
cause in this town it's like wildfire, it's life and the attire it takes to make you vulnerable
the way you take it all in full
shrug it off and take it as another day in this dirty filthy town
where the rich are pitied and the poor are punished
where the smart are dumb, and even the dumb think they're better than you
this place is what i never wanted to become
it's everything i'm trying to run from
but this is home
Author notes
yeah. it's not done, but basically it's about where i live and the things that happen in it. i dont know yet.
Written September 15th, 2005
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melodie this is awesome...i really love this part...
thinking of everything that i never could have done
in this place
where the rumors surround the town, in this place where an empty bottle is your crown
and i'm touched by the sentiment of all of those suspecting intellects
who find it so amusing to make every stumble into a full out fall
that is just SO prior lake..lol. I understand how you feel about this place...like it's your home and it's all you know but you can see everything that's so messed up about it. Great writing mel
