Short stories and poems |
I wish I were good at those two I mean writing cryptic things to be persuaded into a million different views, stuff like that maybe that'd make me more dark and mysterious, but I'd give anything I was...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 03:11:00 PST |
there is no parasol that could shelter this weather.. |
You're falling So get up You'll see that a few bumps and bruises Doesn't hurt so much You're a loss to her and you don't know why You're trying the best you can Tell yourself that if you're str...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 01:45:00 PST |
on fire, switchfoot |
Friends.
Why couldn't I just have been happy with that?
Lets just see how long I can fake this...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 02:36:00 PST |
A holiday, Ill set off on a new chase |
What's the difference?
Taking this so named miracle powder that is supposed to save my life
The best friend that stabs you in the back, then says she had to do it
The parents who secretly shun you und...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 01:04:00 PST |
I don't believe you, You're so serene |
I'm trying the best I can, I swear
But what if it's exactly what I'm afraid of
History can only repeat itself so many times until its gets old, right?
You think if I close my eyes and hope really hard...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 11:31:00 PST |
In just a normal girl |
I cant concentrate very much on school, although I'm getting a lot better at it.
Why is it that at the most random moments you think about the people that did you so wrong and still just want to see t...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 03:24:00 PST |
As I'm leaving the one I want to take |
It's always have and never hold
The numbers keep piling on
Maybe if I confuse myself in emotions I can't control
I'll forget.
You think that forgetting is just another form of running?
If it is, I ho...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 01:34:00 PST |
Holding your scarred heart in hand |
You let it fall into a song. A simple song with a simple chorus, only they would know it was for them. Hopefully the lyrics get to them and if anyone in between realizes it wasn't for them.. well, it ...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 06:52:00 PST |
I can hear the sound of my own echo coming back alone |
You could speak Martian and yet those lyrical lies, hidden innuendos and stupid expressions all reveal themselves as fast as you can read this line. I don't get it. I was once made of stone, im...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 01:39:00 PST |
Can we make this something good? Cause it's all misunderstood |
You hold on and don't let go.LiarTime away, if short would've been the cure, in my case it was the disease.Or was it?Don't you see the beauty in the breakdown? You lay your heart out on the line and w...
Posted by Bye Bye Beautiful on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 06:11:00 PST |
