Anthony [The Truth]

im anthony. im musically gifted. i play guitar in the band The Truth... were awesome i like my band mates. Theres a girl i cant live without, her names Katie, i love her. uhmmmm i play varsity football... uhmmmm be apart of something bigger then yourself, listen to our band please and thankyou, support us
posers are halarious, those who think they are above everyone else, but are really lost, mindless, inconfident, losers, are great to watch. boys with vaginas are a waste, and who used to wear tight red pants, kiss boys, wear makeup, photoshop their lips, sing to mayday parade, scared of the dark, are not what they say they are. people who need a genre of music to hide behind to make them feel comfortable is a joke and those who changed there cloths, hair, and lifestyle is ABSOLUTELY not passion before fashion. just skum looking for a place to hide and fit in. copycats will forever be bald and faceless, nameless, jokes and remain like EVERY one around, oblivious to their own denial of self-ambition, and denial that there in a scene that a million kids adore, the hardcore scene, that they are just like all else. rising above the pain takes strength, and a big heart, and loving your freinds and family takes that same heart, and love. not hardcore (a genre of music!). this is a fairytale, that little boys cannot seem to fathom and let go. because they do not know what they want to be and will stay scared and bald. putting down whoever they can to make there life mean something, which will forever be a hard, impossible thing to do.
Your face will never be missed, your cleverness, and your cunning words did not exist, bitter and bleak, you're fucking weak, you know you don't deserve a thing, you fight for pride to save your name to heal the scars and erase your shame dig the grave save an ounce of dignity Cause there's nothing left to prove TO YOU so punk ass are you listening can you hear me or are you deaf and dumb to my language do the real words seem to hurt you well put em' up motherfucker you'll feel it when I stamp it on your forehead so you will never forget that you're a reject and you're no one And you're nothing Little impotent onehttp://www.myspace.com/thetruthnj