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I KNOW WHAT THIS BLOG NEEDS TO MAKE IT COMPLETE SOME BAD POETRY AND/OR SONGS. PERFECT.

I will pick out a song I wrote before (well going into) my schizophrenia and I will post it up. Yes, it really is one of those things where you are reading some dude's blog, and he puts up lyrics to one of his "songs". This is actually happening, hold on.

I am listening to it now, the guitaring is excellent. My voice is crappy, but as about as good as I could get it. The song meaning is obvious.

There was more to life
Then we ever knew
Now I see why
We could never get through

One time in my life I had thought that we could change
You said in broken numbers, hearts are gone, that you had ran away
And now I wonder if I ever fought back distressing true
In all these faces I've seen everyone but still it isn't you.

It isn't you.

And all your tears are gone
And I was never here
They love you now
You've got nothing to fear.

One time in my life I had thought that I had ran away
It turns out time goes onward, do or don't, oh it will never change
And we can sit here mournful spilling sobs of broken promise true
My child time goes onward, there is nothing you or I can do

I can do
I can do

Music change

And these two hearts did linger
In the dead of winter I was experimenting between song progressions

Music stylings for a little bit as everybody realizes the girl and boy broke up and it was sad

Now I remember every single word you ever said
This faded light and this long drive are all stuck in my head
And I remember turning and walking right out that door
And I still can't remember what all of this was for

And this isn't
How I should feel
But I didn't anyway

Everything sounds so vague when I say these twisted lies
I know what I said, know how I felt, I read between the lines
No rhyme or reason I'll sing it backwards for you today
Was each one the same or was it I who turned the other way

And I said
That I should care
But I didn't anyway

Let's take a walk between this broken glass and icy tress
They say a wise man walks across these grounds upon his knees
Was that a saint, a fool in love, oh wise can never feel
There's only scars from things and thoughts, it takes a strong man to kneel

Well I never
Gave in yeah
So I guess I've fallen anyway


So that's it, this is officially a real blog now. I wrote that shit when I was about nineteen. I kept writing all this esoteric shit, so I tried to write something normal but still had my own twist on it. It's not that bad, really. The music behind it was pretty good, it needed a better singer than I. It is your average 19 year old break up song. Pretty sweet.

The songs I write now will be totally different. I have no idea what I'll write about now. Maybe I will write about stars and sunshine. I certainly do not want to write about chaos and despair. Maybe just a little bit. Maybe I will do mostly stars and sunshine with a little chaos and despair. I will probably sound like everyone else, so I will keep it so nice and easy. I really don't have a message.

Shh, don't tell my other readers that I said that. Having no message is part of the revolution.