Unconditional (The Letter Scene)He patted me on the back, taking an authoritive tone. "Besides, she could use a little exposure on how government works." My mother looked up from her newspaper, and pushed her glasses up higher. "I agree, alright kids, don't be out late." She said.Part if me was proud to have a boyfriend who took some authority, the other part of me wanted to tell him off. So what if I didn't know much about how a government worked? It was a choice. I chose not to care. i knew so many other things that I didn't want another burden to carry. I felt as if he couldn't see that anymore. Alister couldn't really see much anymore. I tried to talk to him earlier about how things were going between us.I had him sit down in my room only an hour before. He came over knowing exactly why. I had told him I needed to talk to him, and he agreed the same. The moment he stepped into the kitchen doorway I could feel his evasive stiffness. He had his backpack slung over one shoulder, as if it was dragging him away from
My Undecided DecisionSo, here I am. The dark streets are damp and the air I breath is thick and heavy. If a person could swim in emptiness, I might as well be drowning. The shadows came with sounds in this city, footsteps veiled by darkness. I'd keep my wits about me, but I'm sick of trying. "So what?" I thought to myself, What do I have to lose? Nothing but myself, and I'm just barely hanging on to it anyway. A breeze picked up, and I could feel the goosebumps raise on my arms. It's not like I know what warmth is, but the cold and I have never gotten along. I've been fighting coldness my whole life. I'm still trying to find direction. I know what street I'm on but every time I walk down it, I wonder if I'll get lost. I wonder if I'll get lost in the same-ness, the redundancy of survival. If I have to spend my entire life just hanging by a thread, I'd rather cut it. I'd rather take out my pocket knife and slice the damn thing in half. If I did lose my life, wouldn't I be haunted by dr
See You Intact AgainIf I couldn't sleep, would you close your eyes?I'm breaking my skin in my dreams.It shouldn't be so dark, but here I am sitting alone again.I don't care if I don't think I'm good enough.At least I try, at least I try a little sometimes.Oh and baby do you think of me sometimes?I wanna see you together again.I wanna see you intact again.and I can't sleep, and you've closed your eyes.so I'm breaking my skin in real life.Do you ever feel reckless when you can't get back what was lost?It should be so damn dark, but here I am sitting along again.and I don't care if I don't think I'm good enough,At least I try! At least I try sometimes!I want last year's summer again, oh baby,I want last year's summer again!If I couldn't sleep, would you close your eyes?I'm breaking my skin in my dreams.I wanna see you together again,I wanna see you intact again.
Alister AwakenGive me back my paradise.You stole from us the happy bliss.Give me back my baby,and swallow all my tears.Cuz' Alister Awaken, you're hearthas not been forsaken.Oh Alister Awaken, your love hasnot been mistaken.Give me back my paradise,for it was stolen from us.Give me back my baby,and swallow all my tears.Oh Alister AwakenOh Alister AwakenOh Alister AwakenGive me back my paradise,You stole from us all happiness,Give me back our love,and swallow all of my tears.Cuz' Alister Awaken, you're hearthas not been forsaken.Oh Alister Awaken, your love hasnot been mistaken.All of my tears,All of my tears.Cuz' we were in paradise,innocent happiness.Oh, Oh, Ohhhh.
Glitter and CandyGlitter and Candy, memorization.Times tables and perfect equations.Here at the station, Saturday bright and early.A man is drumming on buckets, impressing deaf ears.and I've got thirty.Cents.To give.Glitter and Candy, memorabilia,that sounds like a disease.It's called the attachment,to things you can't let go.