anxious motions spawn from the absent theft of dreams, produced a worry (ethereal) thought of no matter no mind, no kind. thoughts avoid this empty vessel. no one wanted to listen to the unreal reality. facade of life. lived so unquestioningly in fear of being fortune forgotten abandon with all my friends waited on. as i became a ghost. a ghost of what i once was and will become. a bad dream. tell me it's a bad dream. tell me it's a bad dream. cause i'm tired of living desire of living how i wanna live. i wanna grow up but i never wanna stop reliving in the past. it's just a trance got me stuck in a loop it was. it was too easy to look back. i saw the happiest even though i was the saddest. I'll reduce it into one moment one day while i mumble out what i couldn't say at objects that mean little to me as i lose what's left of my sanity. what a waste, what a bounty, what a waste of time, what a waste of the best years of my life. surrounding thoughts that had to resonate the feeble minds the generation left behind in selfish pursuit of money and fame. try to convince me the name of the game. resentment and angst are my washed up way of mocking myself as i try to play the chords that i'll never recreate in the panic attack. I bet your family is disappointed in you but imagine if they had to deal with me. I mean the things that don't really exist and searching for the meaning of it step on me. step on me cause everyone does and i'll let you if it'll make you smile.

lose feelings to pass. thank you for the effort the mature ones still don't get it though. and the kids, who fall right past, believing in nothing, because nothing is what lasts. what do you dream? do you see your friends? everything past to no ends, still no ends. those left sinking in the waking sea forget nothing, cause everything is nothing of what's seen.
ah to be young again
and then to waste away
in time enough at last
let's inhale our sex
let's make new music, cause we're not afraid anymore of the
solid noise in the back corner reaches. everything you love leaves in the end. i'll stop loving everything so i can never be lonely. you see that kid? see that kid? that kid stares deep pissin' on everything i know and love, with eyes so vacant, oppressive, mean-spirited and dominant. wanting selfish sacrifice of the cold breathes from the bones. no soul in this deep web. in heart for validation. in heart for friends. cause i just don't get it. and i don't want to. i don't understand because if i understood, i'd be in pain and i wouldn't care. and i don't care. i only care cause i can't get loose from the ones i love. there's only success now. and i can't do that cause i'm barely hear as it is. i have no money, i have no good looks, i only have bullies in my mind. directly into the camera. no smiles/no heart. no soul. sold it for a cheated pain. that's okay. i'm okay. tell me i'm okay. tell me about a nightmare soul that levitated out of the blue.

the days turn sour, the weeks rot off. the soul in the other room is resisting temptation by noise. our inner angels in shackles by boulders of my mind. tried to be good but it's so easy being said in the end of time. hours of pointless lust because reality is turning us. as we circle ourselves in blank minds, wrestling true love in a blank stare. oh god it's more than i hoped for and more than we asked. drifting towards better times with endless bummer dreams. shattered on the ground. controling the endless forces of the backyard sky. you know heart and soul isn't enough to take it in. color fades to grey fades to color again. at the holds of emotion with no emotion. no toll, just another next love. next to nothing which is most things, inspired by death dragging on with life. because a memory dissolves like madmen. and all my friends are out with temptation and satan's here by my side. my peers don't get me and i barely get myself, a teenager with nothing to give. another year is dead and gone, and i'm overjoyed that it is done. i hated it it hated me, but i'm glad that you were here to see,
my wasted days
my wasted time
my wasted kids
in a wasted life