Mistaken Identity

I go now to the place of tears. My room with no eyes or ears. Talk of profanity and those disgusting years. Lies, Lies, Lies to none but my peers. Truth, Truth, Truth to none but my fears.
Cast a shadow over this time of doubt and crime. Wonder how I made it through this time. This time of crime that was so unsublime.
My mistaken identity did me no good, This me you see, he never would. So let me be misunderstood. problematic, dramatic, automatic and probably not good.

It's all for the mirror

In light of what's right. My reflection has never been for you but me for now and ever. Incase of alarm I act on demand. I have chosen this mirror for it's inferior exterior. look at me be my shiny me. My reflection will come on detection. Now I can see my affection. Come kiss this hollow me. This me for you I created through refracted light. Colours mean this and this means you miss, the point of me is to see I'm not me but the me you see is thee. You. My mirror.

Interpretation is your only freedom, I'll let you have that one.

Heh.

Fuck all your 'new age' bullshit.. Wake up and smell the fucking coffee you retards.

Dilemma

1)

Are you insane for seeing and believing someone has just disapeared?

Or is the insane one the person that tried to convince you they disapeared?

2)

You decided I'm at the top way before I did, Just as you decided to prove I'm not.

Now do you see me perdicament?

Tortured Genius

Here comes the punchline...

If you end this, questioning wether you are or not. You're just as screwed as I am.

The fact that you were listening to anything I had to say was the point all along.

I admit I'm wrong, about everything.

But atleast I know why follow up albums exist.

Ta da.

I'm normal.

I love you all.

Have it all back,

This is me now, The me you see now, Is the me I be now.

Wankers.

How I wish it was

Drug takin

Gamble makin

With high stakes in

Conforms to sin

Never meant to win

Always listenin

Upside down grin

Wants to be thin

Likes thinkin

Puts thinks into writin

Crap at spellin

nausiatin

Nor has he ate in

word magic in

Genius at creatin

birds piss when eatin

This has lost it's meanin

But I refrain from leavin

This is just the beginin

Of something worth seein

My mind a place for bein

This is just for me in

A world of insane beings

The Endin.

If I never sent this to you, Remind me to.

Meantime - The Futureheads

I wasn't laughing properly, when you were talking to me
I didn't find it funny; your story didn't do it for me
False conversations, false conversations
And you thought that I was joking when I said you were a moron
When I said it I was smiling, so you thought that I was joking

It's easy, to try. It’s easy, any time
We can talk, if we like
Let's forget it for the meantime
False conversations, a waste of time, false conversations
It's not interesting to have false conversations
You've stolen all your stories and I don’t have the patience

It's easy, to try. It’s easy, any time
We can talk, if we like
Let's forget it for the meantime
It's easy, to try. It’s easy, any time
We can talk, if we like
Let's forget it for the meantime

You are a decent person and you have a function
So why do we say hello? It’s just a fashion that we follow that we should be forgetting
But then you do it again, you do the same again
You are a decent person and you have a function
So why do we say hello? It’s just a fashion that we follow that we should be forgetting
It's a fashion that we follow that we should be forgetting
It's a fashion that we follow that we should be forgetting
But then you do it again, you do the same again

It's easy, to try. It’s easy, any time
We can talk, if we like
Let's forget it for the meantime
It's easy, to try. It’s easy, any time
We can talk, if we like
Let's forget it for the meantime

I clearly am the most intelligent human being invented.

Take what I say as gospel and you'll go places.

The basis of all my insecurities

Within your words of ruthlesness.

I'm a pessimist.

Not fit for press.

In this life no less.

In my minds eye we dress.

In clothes that express.

our will to impress.

the opposite no less.

The Bible does express.

That God is you no less.

The words you caress.

The 'I' you bless.

Equality I digress.

I have nothing to say and I've just said it.

So here we are, in this life its been

Expectations seem not to mean

The same thing we dream of them being

Without believing this thing we call seeing.

So here we are, not long to go now

I wonder how far we got to go and how

A clown once said that now is how we found

This life we dislike, we frown

Untill the sun sets down.

So here we are, the end a disapointment.

They don't issue you ointment

The scars were never meant

To be noticed but sight and scent

is what matters, what is meant

The blue sky and smell of roses it should of went,

but we're bent

If we had just lent love and affection

Instead of torment.

So here we are now.

People I dislike...

Rich people that think poor is cool.

Happy people that think depression is cool.

Sane people that think insanity is cool.

Here's a poem for youl...

This one's for you

I'm a poet and you can be too.

Follow this because rhyming is true.

Wear brown leather shoes and dont cut your hair.

Drink red wine and pretend not to care.

Write about emotions and things that matter.

Wait untill someone suggests something to flatter.

Smoke roll ups all day and listen to Dylan.

This is how you become a poet, now go kill'em.

These are for someone I once considered very, very amazing and cherished her opinion greatly...

All I ask is that you do not let your insecurities rule conversation.

In turn, I promise you fame.

Thou art that.

This that I am you are.

A word decided for the liar.

We present ourselves through formulated manouvers.

Fit for a king these truth abusers.

Now tell me what you are that I am not.

A queen no king would sell for the lot.

Sin.

This one for you that I do not see.

I trust in you that it could be me.

A perspective no less that I wish I was in.

God are you to acknowledge my sin.

Nothing.

Like watching a plane pass out of view.

This life I chose is given to you.

Knock down this door for a sight less scary.

I'd rather be jack than john smith wary.

Hmm?.. today my beliefs come to question... So here it is for those that were unsure...

I always preach that God is infact all of us...

But I also believe there is a higher conciousness that is the one. I'm not religious though.. Because I understand that God never was trying to sell himself.. Humans created that concept themselves because as a whole we're just very insecure and need to convince ourselves its all going to be fine if we do something a certain way.

Humans thrive on that which has a formula.

Once you realise this you realise everything else and life becomes so much easier.

That is all.

Thankyou.

The Pope is gone...

I'm sure he's somewhere near crashing towards heaven at a heavy downward speed right about now...

How do you think God will react to his narcissism and blatant sin?

What they meant.

Quit the plans please.
Get your hands free.

This life ain't happenin' again.
This world a gift for playin'.

Stop the life of parody.
You got the past to see.

Recieved a response to my letter to God...

It says:

Hello Alex,

This is Joseph. E of The Galaxy of Independance,

Thank you very much for your letter. You can rest assured that God has read your letter and has kindly asked that you have this certificate as a gift.

As you can see, the certificate clearly identifies you as the sole owner and possesor of Earth and it's cohabitors.

God Bless,

Joseph. E

Guess that means I was right...

Told you so.

(I'll scan the certificate when my scanner appears)

2005-APR-06: Warren Jeffs, the prophet of the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, has predicted the end of the world at least three times in recent years. He has gathered his followers to be lifted up into heaven with him. Each time, the apocalypse did not materialize. Jeffs explained that the delay was caused by the unfaithfulness of the membership. There is speculation that he is planning something dramatic on 2005-APR-06. This will be the 150th anniversary of the founding of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints by Joseph Smith.