RIGHTasRAIN.

Who wants to be right as rain , its better when something is wrong . You get the excitement in your bones and everything you do is a game ; when night comes and your own your own , you can say, "I choose to be alone." But when hard work don't pay off and I'm tired there aint no room in my bed as far as I'm concerned so wipe that dirty smile off, We wont be making up cause I've cried my heart out, and now I've had enough love. 
                              Sorry I'm not your cookie cutter dream- I can only be me, or atleast I can try ; but who are you to say I should tell me "goodbye" Your poisoned flavored lips, your silicone heart, and your electric words seem to pull me in closer but apart ; and it hurts sometimes but I love going through it with you .
    WHO wants to be riding high when you'll just crumble back down. You gave up everything you are, and even then you don't get far. They make believe that everything is exactly what it seems;  But at least when your at your worst, you'll know how to feel real.

Go ahead and steal my heart to make me cry again , cause it will never hurt as much as it did then when we were both right , and we had no one to blame - but now I give up on this endless game + 
  Love is like a deep ocean everytime you talk to that person... You get deeper and deeper in love , you dont even want to breathe ; So what happens when you get to the bottom and run out of breath? That person is there at the bottom loving you - and thats all the air you need <3i love you & your GREEN EYES.
                                                     SHOW ME YOUR TEETH! - leave me your comments :)

Crush[ed]

      I'd rather dance in the rain with Mary Jane than feel anymore pain of heartbreak- I really don't think I need a dose of that ; if I ever got anymore of heartbreak I would drown in my own tears. The only reason I like stepping foot into the jungle (hallway) is to see the soldiers, especially the one that stole from me. But when I walk over . .  i freeze!

     My tongue falls asleep, my arms grow hills & my heartbeat gets a new DJ. When I walk over , I'm not me anymore; I feel like a little kid again- lost outside-trying to find his way back. I fell in love with a fantasy cause reality kicks my ass ,daily. I want to say, "Do you like me ?" Check yes or no like in kindergarten but I stay silent as my soldier stands quiet, looking like something only Gods have seen-  as I see the reflection of me in the eyes- then walks slowly back into class/war. And I'm stuck standing there with my feet stuck, my quiet tears, my awoken tongue, flat arms, & now my heartbeat continues to play its normal song. I there i stand in the jungle they call the hallway (regretting even trying). Can you hold me , and lie to me by saying everything's gonna be alright ? can you ? ~

                          " I see love in black and white, passion in shades of gris. But when it comes to you and I - color is all I see ."

     Why do crushes make you feel that way ;making you feel like this "love" can either stay or slip away . To you it seems like they whispered "I love you" in your ear but your never too sure. You fall in love with the fantasy so much you forget about reality ; all these soldiers and I just love one • is it too much to want it in return . I'm an indian giver - I'll give you love but then I want it back . SLEEP. I can barely do that with that person on my mind • there's a question I want tobe answered but … i don't want to break the illusion cause I love looking at it everyday . A word never leaves the mouth of the one I love ; and that's what I like • I like that fact that you can just be you without having to try so hard like the other monsters . I watch the soldier dance with my eyes but I don't want to show too much emotion ; or will I open my mouth . I'll just sit here hoping the fantasy I want doesn't get killed in action.                          

                                                                                                                                                                   SHOW ME YOUR TEETH- leave your comments about a situation just like this one. - Maddison.

My Hate For Her.

      Her silicone heart hurts more than she thinks, she should get a tattoo of the heart she never had. There is more anger in her than there is blood - she says "I love you ." I cant respond with anything , so I leave her standing there like roadkill. Even when I'm not listening to my music I put my headphones in my ear so they think I am. Sometimes it helps - and other times I'm stuck pressing pause like it's my job just to hear the stupid shit that comes out of her mouth.
      This morning I said Your welcome to her silent thank you. Forget the fact that I did you a favor- you fail to appreciate it, yet you do what you do best : you point out what I did wrong. I caught her wondering eye looking at me write like what i was writing was for her, or about her (which it was ).
I feel so stupid when I talk to my brother and mother for something or if I try to be nice cause they take advantage ; and when we get into a fight I feel that I was stupid to fall into the same hole of misery , the same war - but this time I had no weapons , just my tears screaming at me .

First Day Of School.

     The only way to survive school with your hearts & wrists intact is to put on your headphones and drift away ; like your sitting on a raft - you can control which way to go , but you dont. You just go with the flow. A basket case- sanity slipping away. but you have to put on your mask w/ the fake smile on it in the morning ; just so their words dont hit you. KNOWING. knowing hurts like hell - to know that your ears cry cause their lips lie ; so I'll hold my breath until the storm is over & im free from shutter island but just like the end of the movie - im the crazy one.
          "...and these children you spit on as they try to change their worldare immune to your consultations, they're quite aware of what they're going through." - David Bowie

     As Im in the bathroom today I notice that the windows don't open- why? Cause they dont want anyone to escape ; I notice the nails holding the window down assuring no one gets out. So not only do they know how bad school is , so why do they think we make this stuff up ? The question still remains.
                    SHOW ME YOUR TEETH - Leave a comment , and tell me about your first day of school experience ; word by word or maybe just through your eyes. - Maddison.