I'm not really an artist...sometimes I wonder why I still have an account...

..and then I remember that there have to be people who simply support the truly talented people in this world.

Ahh well.

You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else, and we are all part of the same compost pile.

Um, I just realized that I really love someone, it was while I was in the poetry slam today and I almost started crying. I can't believe how naive I am, because it's too late to do anything about it now.

The World On a String - OLP

I see the world on a string
It's hanging from a wire
It gets tangled up and spun around
Like the truth inside a liar
Sometimes you wanna get high
And sometimes you run and hide
Cause it eats you up and spits you out
It swallows you alive

When I'm down on my knees
And it hurts to believe (I'm bleeding)
You'll bring me back to life
When there's no songs to sing
And no flowers to bring (no feeling)
You'll bring me back to life
You'll bring me back to life

I see the world on a beach
It's sinking in the sand
Oh it tries to suck you down with it
You better get out while you can
Sometimes you wanna scream out
And sometimes you just can't
Cause your lips
Feel like they're glued together
And no one gives a damn

When I'm down on my knees
And it hurts to believe (I'm bleeding)
You'll bring me back to life
When there's no songs to sing
And no flowers to bring (no feeling)
You'll bring me back to life
You'll bring me back to life

This is the world on a string
There's no songs left to sing
Just sing
Sing

I see the good
i see the bad
The revolution
I see the happy
I see the sad
The absolution
I see hate
And I see love
When the world's on a string

When I'm down on my knees
And it hurts to believe (I'm bleeding)
You'll bring me back to life
When there's no songs to sing
And no flowers to bring (no feeling)
You'll bring me back to life

When I'm down on my knees
And it hurts to believe (I'm bleeding)
You'll bring me back to life
When there's no songs to sing
And no flowers to bring (No feeling)
And you'll bring me back to life
And you'll bring me back to life
And you'll bring me back to life

Well, I haven't written anything in approximately a year or so... I got the urge the other day to try, and then I failed like no other. Lately I've been finding myself a bit lost, and I'm pretty sure poetry isn't my thing at this point, I need to stop trying. So I might take up photography... I'm in a class right now and my teacher is the biggest asshole that I wanna stab repeatedly... but the subject is what matters right? Whenever I see all this art and these people who can become so inspired and write or paint or draw so beautfully it makes me both inspired and sad, because I don't have any "talent" or what not. Well, whatever...

I got accepted to the University of Minnesota and I'll be going there for computer sciences, yay....mm, nothing more, just bored.