April 25, 2001

Pulling Away
by: EJ

I'm pulling away,

From this life thats gone astray,

It hurts so much,

I need someone to be my crutch,

Theres too much to give,

But somehow I live,

From day to day,

I still stay,

So much has changed,

It seems so strange,

All of my dreams,

Are tearing at the seams,

I think I'll go huddle in a corner,

I feel like a foreigner,

There is so much to fear,

But somehow I'm still here,

If I decide to stay,

I'll always be pulling away.

April 24, 2001

Miss Rose
by: EJ

You color your hair,

People think you're not all there,

You also color your facem

They think you're a big disgrace,

They call you a freak,

They want to send you up a creek,

But theres nothing they can do,

Cause you're drinking Mountain Dew,

They send you hate mail,

But thats just another story to tell,

Even though things get hazy,

You can always be crazy,

You're tempermental,

Yet you're sentimental,

You're a wild child,

You've never been mild,

You're always on fire,

And on the high-wire,

No one knows,

How far having fun goes,

Unless you're friends with Miss Rose.

April 19, 2001

Birthday
by: EJ

Its my birthday tomorrow,

They're planning a party,

Just for me,

But why,

I'm no one special,

Is it just a way,

To get with my brothers,

They think I'm going,

Ha, whatever,

I'm going to a friends,

Somewhere I'll enjoy myself,

They will wonder why,

But they'll never understand,

Why I'd like to stay sober,

More than likely,

My plans will fall through,

Like they always do,

I'm hoping for a great birthday,

But I'm not so sure,

That it will happen,

I guess,

I will just have to wait till tomorrow.

April 4, 2001

Fly tonight
by: EJ

Its cold and dark,

I'm sitting in a park,

And I'm all alone,

And by the payphone,

I'm in the rain,

And in pain,

I want to die,

I think I'll fly,

But I'm afraid,

To fade,

And to leave this world behind,

Sometimes I get caught in a bind,

I wonder,

But I don't have to ponder,

They don't care about me,

They just kick me in the knee,

No one ever will,

Until I go over the hill,

I'm being torn up inside,

With no one by my side,

My mind has "gone fishin,"

And all is missin,

My heart is broke,

So I just sit and drink my coke,

My soul has diminished,

I'm almost finished,

Why can't they tell,

That I'm not all that well,

I try to put up a fight,

But I wan't to try and fly tonight,

I want to die,

I think I will just fly.