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My name is Michael and I’m 18 years old. Welcome yourselves into my life. Im a boy that loves his room clean and everything in order around him, but struggles to do the same inside. Recently, life has become a look. A picture in the newspaper, an add in a magazine. And im fairly not interested in the product. When I say life I mean what it takes to go further. Not my personal definition. If it was up to me.. It would be summer everyday, I would lay in my bed with the sterio above my head, windows open, a cool breeze, a hot day, and I would sing along to every word, and everything would be right where I want it to be. And every now and then I would have a chance where I could take a stage and show every single one of you my absolute soul. I dont look at music the same way most people do. I seek the pure talent of the artist, the elegance of the beat, the glory of their success. Music is not a popularity to me; it is simply the perfect language. I’m in high school, and enjoy thinking about the day I leave it all behind. It's an average learning environment. Torn throughout the years, its appearance is jaded but the people are current. Within the crowds of cliche groups lies the individual gems that I aim for. They are my friends, family, and lifestyle. Creative, different, and oh what a variety. I’m the guy that lies in the shadows and doesn’t take much credit. I’m the guy that is full of surprises. Advice and relations to everything in the book. I am a "wallflower"; I listen, I understand, and I keep it to myself. I dont have much, but I am resourceful. I grew up around strong-willed people and it has definately rubbed off. I'm constantly pursuing something. I can be a manipulator. I've always been taught that when necessary, to keep my mouth closed and my ears open. I’m hard to get to know because I’m wary of first impressions and limited on second chances. I haven’t figured out if that’s a good or bad habit yet. You'll know I’m impressed if we ever hangout. I don’t think I’m very hard to read, my feelings show pretty well.
If I ever figure out how to let you into my life, I'll give you a heads up. Interests in people are at an all time low and whether that effects you or not I'm truly sorry and wish not to be considered "the biggest jerk in the world". I’m not a sad kid at all and don’t like to be around the pitiful. I'm a firm supporter of the lyric, "Take this sinking boat and point it home, we've still got time." I love to help but I wont be pulled down. I struggle with simple tasks. My work habits are poor but my results are never underdeveloped. I’m not poor, I’m not rich. I’m not thin, I’m not fat. I’m not tall, I’m not short. I’m not weak, I’m not immense. I’m everything in between. I’m not the special kid I’ve always wanted to be. I’m not the social cripple I constantly fear. My dreams are big but not out of reach. I have everything I need to become my wish. For now, I’m alright, but for the future, I wont settle. Times constantly change but I’m prepared to adjust.
[My screenname is Michael Tricycle]
You know, there are still a group of people that believe in the gentleman. That excludes "Your'e hot.","S3xxxy!", and any other line that might have worked on low self esteem individuals in the past. I realize that with the combination of my 'standards' and the community I am a part of, I may very well be alone for the rest of my life, but I would never trade that option in if it means letting myself go. I do hope this does not come off the wrong way. I'm simply just ready for something different.
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This has always been a movement. We have always been longing. The pot is ever-stirring. We all stopped shouting and the world really did freeze over. We're just trying to start the melting. And forgive the shade that cradles the snow; we always needed a purpose and tears to sow. Always hoping someday after the fight, our home will be covered in something other than ice.
My music Myspace:
www.myspace.com/michaelgaylor
I am a singer. My voice reveals my true happiness in life. It is my passion but ultimate frustration. I will not pursue it, however you are very free to listen. You and I can enjoy it for what it is.
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My Blog

Night

I take this night in the palm of my hand.Toss it onto the table like a gambler.Ever so gently so that the weight doesn't break the legs for the night is heavy.Weighing enough in stirred thoughts as be...
Posted by on Sun, 10 May 2009 04:51:00 GMT

Un-passed Past - A Poetic Narrative

He forgot the world around him existed. And for a moment that was true.After all the worlds glazed eyes insisted.His heart shot walls down through.This story is shaded, but may otherwise be simple.Gi...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 21:29:00 GMT

The Greater Step

The earth has been shaken many times before.The tremors that we know as history stand before us in the pages of our priorities.We are all growing tired and one by one falling asleep.It's okay if you d...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Mar 2009 01:31:00 GMT

Weep No More

Hold this in place for only a moment. The heart you have shared. It has given you your breath, your blood, your compassion. Please remember that what you have is never broken but ever longing.Forgive ...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Mar 2009 01:47:00 GMT

An Uninspired Love Poem

Fall into me. Try your best to absorb into me. For my heart is stainless steel.But no doubt, you are fire so hot.Melt me down, I have waited for this, I am sure.The sun as warm as it is lets me know I...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Mar 2009 13:05:00 GMT

There I Lay

By the sea, beneath the yellow and sagging moon, there I lay.For the world outside never led me anywhere else. There I lay.For my conscious devoured every action but this. There I lay.For time counted...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Mar 2009 20:16:00 GMT

I deserve it.

I've been trying my best to fervently glow.. but the ever-binding shadows of my past hold fast to my flow.I'll wait for my wind, I'll wait to uncover, I'll wait for anything above this light hover.Enk...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Feb 2009 22:43:00 GMT

I dont know.

Perhaps I am the perfect guy, and I can't see it..Perhaps that's just what people think.Perhaps I'm just an idiot for writing this.Perhaps that's just what I think.Perhaps I'm not perfect at all.Perha...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 23:27:00 GMT

Of course.

The dead love flowers. They know what it's all about.    
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 00:05:00 GMT

Realization

We wait for dwelling time to pass.Our sacred books, Our holy chants.We waste our grounds and fill our holes.We make up tales and climb up poles.Forget the levels below us now.God is waiting and he is ...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 23:05:00 GMT