#1
Maybe I am posting to many of these, I should space them out, cause I will have nothing else to post.

Thoughts on my Day to Day Life

Blood and guts.
Tounge and cheek.
Shit, I put my hands where my eyes can't see,
Just the way Busta told it to me,
Because sometimes I need to believe
Just by hearing the smallest of things.

Wind and leaves.
Birds and bees.
Shit, some girls get mad at me,
I can be kind of mean.
"Baby you gonna have to leave,
Girl I got to get some sleep."

Yesterday and today.
Tomorrow never is.
Shit, these damn days are troubling.
I should come to grips with you and me,
And wake up from this dream.
No...I know we are meant to be.

Blood, sweat, and tears.
I drank to many beers
Last night...now my Goddamn head hurts.


I know that this thing seems a bit irregular in its structure and flow. But it really fits the music I have in my head. It is this kind of pleasent upbeat music. Like you would hear on Scrubs
What the hell is wrong with Bobby Hill
#2
You're right, but its cause of the rule, not for you I am closing this. Now please read the Rules.
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.
#3
You're right, but its cause of the rules, not for you I am closing this. Now please read the Rules.
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.