a new poem, like you fucking care though

i figured since i have nothing else to do right now, i'd post the poem, or lyrics - whatever it's all the same...that i wrote in NAT 101 ha ha, man i'm so gonna fail.
Title: Chivalry Isn't Dead (But It's Almost Gone)

Look at that silhouette that you wear so well
Without a care it's flawless like a dress
Hanging loosely but clinging in just the right spots I would tell you this but I'm afraid of that first kiss
Not complaining but scared of what it'd tell
Open me up like a story book and burn the pages all to hell
But I can tell that your footsteps are empty like your breaths
And when each step lands you hope it finds happiness
And I hope that too, just for you
You seem to smile on the outside, but on the inside...
The inside seems to crumble like Roman ruins I want to reach down and help pick up the pieces
But they disappear and reappear in front of my eyes
I don't know what it is that I should do
There is a forgetful happiness to your voice
But it's destroyed when you exchange words With someone that's afraid to admit how wonderful you are
To the whole world, he just tells you with whispers
So he can make you his mistress, a dirty little secret
Stuffed in the back of his pocket
Unappreciated, mis-used, and I can't stand it any longer
If you won't stand on your feet I will help you
But I can only be so strong, for so long
Before my legs collapse under the pressure of a selfless act
Maybe you'll notice and maybe you won't, but all that matters is I guess I tried to be there when you pretended to be okay
With all the daring you did to care about him
But there was more daring than you know, done just for you

*oh yeah, i forgot to mention - this is for Raychal...;)

the game of life

it's difficult to say which color car i'd be, cuz i forgot the colors, i'll just choose burgundy b/c that's the color car i have right now...and it's not much different looking from the actual piece, imagine that. maybe my whole life is just a fucking board game...maybe not. right now, i can't tell left from right...wait - i can, i'm just being difficult, plus the head cold's fuckin' me up. there's a point in one's life where they have to realize...maybe everything that they've thought their whole life just simply isn't true...maybe it's just some grand delusion brought about by watching too much movies...ya know. or maybe it's just all the acid creeping into the brain...after all isn't it like 12 hits before you're declared legally insane...? but then again...yeah. i feel so optimistic, and yet so down...i don't know where it comes from...maybe i'm having a period. and i'm sure some people would say, now tristan - you need to gather your thoughts and emotions...but that's not it here...i know what's going on around me, it took some sobering up to catch, i just wonder if it's like that dasboard song..."this ruined puzzle" it keeps playing in my head. i just wish that there were words i could say, to explain myself so thoroughly and that someone would believe me, i'm not lying, I AM FUCKING SINCERE, and it pisses me off to think that any other person of my species and gender could say such things that are so sincere, and lie. i've lied before, but not like things that have been said. and the guys that learn the poetic lines to recite to a gorgeous girl give guys like me a harder time, genuine creative guys that really do feel the things that they say. the human race is becoming a shitting pool of stupidity and idiocy and all the good people are stuck right in the middle of the swurl as we all head straight to the sewer. good god, i need something of happiness in my life for a while...ha ha...

i eat babies with rabies

yo, so on this side of the fence, there's nothing more than a few strains of virus floating around. seems like it's that time, that time to breathe in the air, and get so light headed. ha ha, which could be awesome...or not. anyway, i've been sitting here, bored as hell - changed some of the pics on my profile, to commemorate the holocaust, and it's prolly not the one you're all thinking about. fun weekend, weird too when i was sober...alcohol really messes or can mess with a person...or not - maybe it's just me being all lonely, well the night is over...my cd's skipping...and i'm hoping i won't remember one god damn thing. oh yeah, josh and me recorded a song...it's not too bad, but yeah.

i don't titled my stuff anymore

there's just no way to put into words the feelings and emotions of what i feel or why i feel the way i do, i'm sure no one cares, so i warn you now - this is not something you'll care to read. there is this pain growing within me like a parasite of some sort, i've beaten it for the past few days and now it's eating me alive - but you're you and i'm me, maybe it's just supposed to be that way. so now the cold wind'll creep up my back and i'll shudder, but god damn loneliness never felt so good, and it never felt so bad. it's moments like those that i hate to love to be alive. the room is cold now, like i'm trying to make my heart. love is a weakness, so by default that makes everything else the same. i'm tired of being so nice, cuz i get shit on for it. i'm tired of being so sensitive b/c i get nothing from it, just pain pain and more pain. i have a great friend who is fucking awesome, but the world just seems like shit right now. i need to cleanse my blood right now, i something other than this feeling. maybe i'm over dramatic, but then again maybe i'm just not really human and that's i feel the ways i do...god please don't let me human, cuz humans are so fucking careless and inconsiderate just like the people they hate. to be so blunt, so be so simple, so be so cliche - it would hurt less it you slit my throat, gouged out my eyes, and make me choke on my own black heart. it's so cold here, but i guess i should get used to it.

HOLY SHIT OMG!

since thursday i've been ripped with a some funny antedotes and what not. and met a lot of cool people, and one really super cool person, got a p.a. and have a brand new p.o.v. for a p.o.s. like me. ha ha, nah - but i won't go into details so you can lick me...and i can avoid inflating an ego...which is something i choose not to do right now.

i eat babies

I AM THE INSULT MASTER, I'M SO COOL!