BadCaseOfTheMondays

The mask I've worn For years and years Is all wet From one thousand tears And we Have blended into one In the midst of pain and fun I lost myself somewhere along the way You will never know the price I pay Down the road, i exhausted Chained to the bed and the needle, I forgot it To scared to leave my sanctuary So afraid that they would all see Right through me That my world was as broken as broken can be And now that I, am coming clean Ive widdled my way into wallflower fiend God, i would kill to be Anyone else but me Someone should have told me, that Being lost, is so close, to being found.

You Me Face to face Maybe today I will detonate You Me Sea of green Drowning in luscious envy You Me Another toke Filling the silence I never spoke You Me Jelous rage Nothing but A rat in a cage You Not Me You took Both sets of keys Not You But Me Sat there Cried and plead You Me No longer one Broken apart Just for fun You Have become Just a dream I An endless con I Have gone

So cold Bones shake In the middle Of a mental earthquake Vitals shut down Fear all around Losing control Of speak and touch Loves ones, I will miss very much Sitting, waiting, contemplaiting my fate Outside it is quite late Pallor fills my skin In my body, I am shut in Fever and chills take over And again I take cover Defend myself from every blow But it can't help me from being low It is very difficult to say goodbye So insted all I do is lie Their happiness, I could not take away So I stitch shut my mouth to not say Cannot move Locked in Cannot see I hear all Cannot breathe My heart starts to beat Too fast to stay

Hate House Screams ricochet off the wall Anger, the monster, he grows so tall Contagious disease I'm down on my knees Hate House infects Nothing left here to protect Fire grows in the white of my eye To put it out all I can do is fly high When I come back home, when the trips come and gone Awake on the lawn Can't find a way to bring back the quiet All I see is a family riot Punches and Kicks Hate House, creating it's own personal politics Monster steps in and uses coercion I wish my mother had gotten a fucking abortion Hate House is silent The silence gets us no where The war's been fought and lost She comes in and tells m

Sick of talking Going to become quite shy Sick of living Going to find somewhere to die A coffin fit For you and me Six feet under Together in eternity Going to lay by your side To tierd to love Going to find a place to hide When your love turns to shove Restless and bored Empty and ignored The way I love it The days I covet When it's just you and me Laying in silent symphony Cold dead end hotel The walls are cracked, the waters black, the tv's broke; oh well Whisper and keep my sanity to a plee I beg they don't see As I scream The lord, I pray for my requiem Burning arms Burning man Save me, the best you can See yo

Fires inside Light beacons of hate How could you betray me? Bestow me this terrible fate? Why am I all alone? In the end I am still the girl on the bathroom floor I'm still that sullen girl they called a whore I can't express These thoughts into words Into weapons of mass destruction How could you take such a friend? When will this end? Will I keep at it? My monsterous feed The habits I've got, the fix I need I have terrible intentions And unpure thoughts God purge me of my sins To bring everyone back together again There was no time When everything just fell apart It was broken from birth It just took a while for us to

Broken bones Once made out of stone Pale skin Translucent tone Bloodshot eyes Embrace the skies Parted lips Reaching for your fingertips Sitting, Waiting Empty dreams Emptier thoughts Feelings of nothingness Hope, turns into confusion, something unknown So fallen So broken Alls I got left Is a bar of soap and a bus token Nothing left here 'Cept the fear That they'll find us And seperate this trust God I'll miss that laugh And upon them I'll bring my wrath

"Creep" They think My heart starts to sink Six feet below I know what they say when I'm not around "That girl is lost, no one left for her to be found" A shadowy figure on a row of highlights I watch over them and muse About all the awful things, all I could do "Creep" I see why they say But born hypocrites They think all the same

The tower My beacon of hope Stands so tall Stands so strong So stable So anchored In all its glory But when all is said and done I'm just investing too much heart in a pile of bricks Once it had meaning and brought light to the people Now it stands as nothing more than a shadowy steeple