old piano.

What’s that you’re saying there
Oh well
Rain rushing window pain
Oh well
Can’t see what space i’m in
Oh well
But i’m safe inside me here
Oh well

 

 

just daydreaming again. drawing some pictures too. i’d love to get to know him better, but i don’t think he’d like to get to know me. i wonder if he ever considers spending time with me. i doubt it. i hope so.

 

not sure what space i’m in.

oh well.

breathe in by frou frou

i read you, and god i’m good at it; i’m so spot on
chord shapes in air, go press that dissonance if you dare
and you breathing in, finesse an innocent
from her partying

and i’m high enough from all the waiting
to ride a wave on your inhaling
and I’m high enough from all the waiting
to ride a wave on your inhaling
’cause I love you no?
can’t help but love, you know…

 

what part of no don’t you understand I’ve told you before
to just get off my case this isn’t happening stop this now
and I where was I? I have to be somewhere
now where did I put it?

 

and I’m high enough from all the waiting
to ride a wave on your inhaling
and I’m high enough from all the waiting
to ride a wave on your inhaling
’cause I love you no?
can’t help but love you, no…

 

is this it is this it is this it?

 

yes, hello we’re back and we’re taking calls
now what was the question?

 

and I’m high enough from all the waiting
to ride a wave on your inhaling
and I’m high enough from all the waiting
to ride a wave on your inhaling
’cause I love you no?
can’t help but love you, no…

 

richest man in babylon

he’s kind of annoying. and mean.

i don’t know why i like him.

i’m too quiet. i need to be louder in front of certain people, make myself heard. i also need to express myself a little more. i’m not sure how. maybe making something creative with my old printer might do it.

i also might make a website and put some of my pictures up (not that they’re any good), because now i’ve got a new scanner. i don’t really have all that much time alone to make any new pictures, and that bothers me.

it’s i hardly see the skies, somedays. it’s like you hardly said a word.

it snowed today, very nice and fluffy, and yet it was good enough to make snowballs with.

today i felt pretty good because a.) someone wanted to take my picture for the yearbook afterschool (and i was wearing one of my favourite outfits) and b.) i was shooting very well today in basketball.

i also feel sad because i think i made my friend mad. she wanted to know what was wrong with her layups, since they weren’t going in, and so i told her what i thought it was. when she did get it, she got all mad and stormed off to the change room.  i felt bad, but i also felt annoyed. SHE wanted my opinion. i don’t understand.

i’ll have to call her.

the sea by morcheeba

left my soul here,

down by the sea,

lost control here,

living free.

 

collide

collide by rachael yamagata

 

i’ll fascinate you for awhile
my hands in wait to please, so well
when I wake to realize, all I’d done
i’ll be breaking strings
and all you’re gonna feel
is undone

 

i will not stay if you ask me to stay
do not ask me to stay because I will not stay

 

 

 

why do we always collide
stuck on two different sides

 

 

 

you resignation, don’t simplify
its not always about
your love
when i wake up to find
all i’ve done is unkind
all you’re gonna feel is untied
untied

 

 

 

why do we always collide
stuck on two different sides
why do we always collide
stuck on two different sides
why do we always collide
stuck on two different sides
why do we all
why do we all