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hope cries and faith dies and all i know is a history of lies.
i try to turn it around.
break the mold i let you cast me into, but the perceptions persist.
i talk to you until i'm blue in the face;
even rudeness can't cut through the surface of me you cling to.

picture perfect attitudes and cookie cutter expectations behold my uniqueness like a deadly disease.
i try to take my time.
i chip away at every misconception you've formed about me, but your stereotypical thinking resists me.
words can't undo all the brainwashing you've been through;
even knowing different isn't wrong doesn't stop you from labeling everything you think doesn't belong.

oblivious eyes and deaf ears miss out on the subtle beauty that surrounds them.
how can you miss so much yet believe your world is complete?
you rush around in your narrow tunnels of thought shunning all exceptions to your rules.
if there's no titles you get confused.
God forbid i don't want to be just like you!
and we all know you wouldn't dare try to walk a mile in my shoes.

mismatched socks and uncombed hair aren't anything to fear.
i hear my own marching band and i dance and hum right along.
i change my mind all the time.
i love to walk in warm summer rains and run in cold ones.
i think expressing yourself is cool, even if i don't agree with you.
i respect your view, is it so hard for you to do the same?

Over This

i'm over this. the falling asleep with the cell phone praying you'll call.
jumping at every beep thinking you've reached out to me.
i'm over this. the waiting for you to keep your word.
the anxiousness tied to not knowing how you feel.
i'm over this. the way you do just enough to string me along.
your nonchalant attitude towards our love.

you told me you loved me.
you said you wanted to make a baby with me.
you sold me every shining piece of you and when i bought into you;
you switched yourself out with a cold distant son of a bitch whose never here!

i'm over this. begging for a minute of your attention.
being frustrated and unsatisfied every time you leave me.
i'm over this. my needs being laughed at by you.
my emotions being ignored.
i'm over this. you acting like i'm nothing to you.
everyone and everything being more important then me to you.

you said we'd be together forever.
you told me i'd be in your world.
you painted a perfect picture of a happy family and when i went to hang it on the wall;
the picture fell apart, crashed to the ground into a 1,000 pieces.

i'm over this. not knowing what you want or need from me.
hoping you show up when you say you will.
i'm over this. your vague excuses and justifications for your behavior.
your worn out speeches on patience.
i'm over this. because i deserve so much more!
because my heart is NOT your revolving door!

Wrestle the Devil

i keep waiting for something awesome to happen to me.
i'm lazy!
i need to pull my head out of my ass.
i'd rather dream my life away then work too hard.
i love to play!
i'd like to do that everyday, but i get bored.
i've forgotten i'm capable enough to learn new things.
my downward spiral into inactivity has hit rock bottom.
i have to dust off my inner sun and let it shine!

i can write so why can't i sing too?
i can walk so now it's time to run.
i can talk so now i should say something important.
i can love so now i should show someone.
i have all these skill being unused.
i'm taking a step back so i can move forward.

i'm done waiting for the world to take notice.
my attitude is shifting back into alignment.
i'm not going to worry about tomorrow.
today is the only day that matters.
every moment requires my attention.
i'll wrestle the devil out of these details
and i will conquer my inner demons!

The Attitude

hello, how r u? stop right there, before u say 2 much, i don't care enough 2 listen. becuz i'm young & lazy. i'm restless & 1/2 crazy. what doesn't touch me, what i don't see, what i don't hear, just doesn't effect me.

u see i don't care. so move it along, i got shit 2 do or nothing 2 do, doesn't matter it's all better then talking 2 u. i don't give a fuck about the world. i don't give a damn about a single person in it. not even me. & i won't shed a tear if it all disappeared. becuz i'm young & lazy. i'm restless & 1/2 crazy. what doesn't touch me, what i don't see, what i don't hear, just doesn't effect me.

u should know u raised me. i get what i want when i want it. u buy me over & over again. u tell me i did a good job whether i did r not. so y bother 2 care. i'm spoiled. u always say it, so who gives a fuck if i lay here all damn day. becuz i'm young & lazy. i'm restless & 1/2 crazy. what doesn't touch me, what i don't see, what i don't hear, just doesn't effect me.