Tuesday 10 May 2011

Mayday.

What's Real.
Who's Real.
Are You?
Am I?
Is That?
Or This.
Your Funny.
You've Said I'm Cute, But She's Cuter Right?
I'm Just Possibly Convenient Looking.
Ever Feel Like Your Walking Or Even Running Away From Something,
But Your Legs Can't Take You Fast Enough?
Ever Find Wisdom In The Weirdest Places?
Crappy Pop Songs.
I've Been Dancing And Swishing My Fake Hair Along To The Same One For Days.
4 Verging On 5.
I Know All The Words, All The Drops And Nearly The Dance Moves.
Everytime I Hit Play To Listen Again.
It Gets Abit Better.
It's Called 'Not Your Birthday'.
And It Involves You 'Partying Like It's Not Your Birthday'.
Has Some Genius Lines Such As,
'Quit Your Bitchin' Move Your Feet'
And
'This Song Is For Anyone Who's Having The Worst Day,
You Gotta Party Like It's Not, Party Like It's Not.'
- 'Like It's Not Your Birthday'.
'Because Nobody Gives A Damn About The Day That You Were Born.'
I Could Be Talking About Some Meaningful Song With An Actual Message.
But Where's The Fun In That?
I Want To Dance,
And This Hair Won't Swish All By It's Own.
I'm Dreading The Moment When I Get Bored Of That Song.
I Say It Every Time,
'OMG I'M NEVER GOING TO GET SICK OF THIS SONG'.
Low And Behold,
I Get Sick Of It Over Time, Every Time.
My Use Of Grammar Is Improper.
But It's Comfortable.
I Do Hope That's Not What's OFFENDING You.
No, Sorry Wait It's My PERSONAL ABUSE That's Doing It.
Oh Behave.
If All You Have To Do Is Report My Silly Little Ramblings,
I'd Be Worried.
I Haven't Gone Out Of My Way To Be Bitchy Or Say Names.
But How Do You Know This Is About You Or Affecting You.
You Should Be So Lucky ;)
You Know Where The Best Place To Sing In My House Is?
Mum And Dad's En Suite.
Central Located, Minimal Echo.
The Sky Definately Didn't Dissapoint This Morning.
Odd Events On Friday The 13th.
Paranoia.
It's Won Me Battles.
And Lost Me Love.
But What Fuels It.
You Are Unknowingly Rubbing Salt In A Wound.
But Then It's Unnecessary For Me To Be A Bitch.
What's In A Face.
Apart From The Usual Features.
If I'm A Blank Canvas.
Do My Expressions Paint Me?
What's Behind A Face.
Stuff I Can't Imagine To Begin To Understand.
Thoughts, Feelings, Hopes & Dreams.
The Usual Features.
Lost In My Thoughts.
I Made Them In My Head So That Makes Them Mine.
You Certainly Can't Buy Them For A Penny.
Mumbo - Jumbo.
I Don't Think I Can Even Make Sense Of These After A Point Now.
Lost In My Words More Like.
When Does It Make Sense.
Will It Ever.
Or Does It Even Have To?
Surely Unexplained Is More Exciting?
Unless Your Most Haunted.
That Shit Was Only Scary 13 & Alone...
Okay I Lie, I May Get Scared On The Odd Occasion.
Depends On Location.
Fakeness Aside.
Does Anyone Else Find The History Exciting?
The Stories, The Characters.
Just Me Then.
Also, What's Meaningful When It Comes To Words.
Depends Who Wrote Them?
Who Spoke Them?
In What Context?
Depends On Location?
It's Taken A Week To Complete This.
Just Couldn't Find The Right Words To Play With.
Wordplay, A Play On Words.
That's A Funny Term.
Terminology.
A Term For The Term That Means Term. No? No.
Pfft, Where's My Sketchbook. xXx