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09 July 2009 @ 07:52 pm
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Clockwatching :: sing me a song
08 July 2007 @ 11:15 pm
omygod

this place still exists

stupid lj for deleting comment!

BUT STILL I FIND THIS HILARIOUS HAHAHAHHAHAA

I might do something with this place eventually! I am going to go backtrack now and snicker at my bad self.

*chuckles*
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What I Feel: dorky
Music: Easy Breezy--Utada Hikaru
 
 
Clockwatching :: sing me a song
16 October 2005 @ 04:09 pm
I'm Not Afraid
I do not fear the sun,
the earth,
the rain.
I do not fear the bugs,
the spiders,
the snakes,
those chains.
The rapping of the cans,
and, the way you throw me to the floor.
I'm not scared of that whip,
or that book,
or even that door.
Where you and your buddies,
drug addicts and abusers,
hide away and beat me
like I'm such a big loser.
How it's quiet in the morning
but loud at night.
When the party starts
and, so do the fights.
When you decide it's time to play
I end up here and it's all the same.
I'm lying upon the floor and I see my blood leak
cracks are filled
and, I can still hear my heart beat.
But when will this end?
When will it stop?
Never, I know, you've told me yourself.
I'm too worthless to live, too vital to die.
I'm the waitress, the one who pays the bills
That booze on your breath comes out of my paycheck
Though I'm only twelve.
Momma escaped, so why can't I too?
The Man says God hates me,
But Momma, you told me he don't, and I believe you.
And as I lie on the floor,
covered in blood like all the sad stories before,
I wonder if God's just buyin' his time
or maybe it's pain that I just need more.
But Momma escaped, and so will I.
If ever this torture ceases to be,
I've got Momma waitin' and I'm not afraid
to stand up to The Man and hear him bade
my life goodbye but I never do
for Momma says it ain't today.
Ain't my time, she told me once.
And I listen to Momma, and not to you.


Wings
Daddy told me that all people had wings once,
that we all had pretty little feathers that fluttered about.
Big sister said that what Daddy says ain't true, we were born evil and that was that.
But I don't believe her, I think she's just mad.
Because Daddy just don't have enough money for her favorite hat.
And how we have to clean and scrub the floors
On our hands and knees
Sweeping the dust out the door.
I think she's mad that we ain't rich like everybody else
How all the kid's at school got brand new clothes
And we don't.
And the way the pretty girls look at her
Faces scrunched up in scorn.
And the boy that she likes, so tall and sweet
She could never beat the other girls to him, such a treat.
And how she looks at the Mommas when they take their kids to school
And how we have to walk, even when it's cool.
I know Daddy don't have too much money, but she shouldn't be so sad,
We've got a roof over our heads and for that we should be glad
Or how we do get snacks
On Friday evenin's
And at least we're still alive
At least we're still breathin'.
But Big Sis don't see that
She's just too jealous
And sees right through us.
I love Big Sister; you know I do,
But I just wish she'd stop cryin'
Over little things too
'Cause she gets more than me, at least
I do more chores than she
She too busy out, jumpin' to the beat
At night with friends that aren't really hers
Moochin' money she don't deserve
She don't work for it
I bet she steals too
Just 'cause Daddy don't have enough money
I don't think I'll ever see the justice of that,
Do you?


Sea of Pearls
The day the sea is made of pearls is the day Momma says, "I love you."

The day people are makin' money off of seaweed is the day Daddy stops drinkin'

The day the sand don't feel like old bread crumbs rubbin' against your skin is the day big sister Angela come home.

The day ocean water don't burn your throat is the day my big brother gets outta jail.

The day the sun ain't blisterin' the skin is the day Momma stops crackin' the whip.

The day rain don't mess up your afternoon is the day somebody finally notices the bruises

The day you first go to the beach is the day Momma tells me I can't.

The day I go to the beach is the day Momma'll stop whippin' me,

And I know that'll never happen.


Weee. :3 Poems.
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What I Feel: X3
Music: Ohio
 
 
Clockwatching :: sing me a song
02 October 2005 @ 12:38 pm
w00t  
01. When you look at yourself in the mirror what do you see? Me in whatever mood I'm in.

02. How much cash do you have on you? None. XD

03. What's a word that rhymes with "TEST"? Crest(mmmm...minty goodness! <3)

04. Favorite Flower? Bluebonnets maybe? *doesn't know*

05. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone? *doesn't have a cellphone*

06. What is your main ring tone on your phone? *ditto*

07. What shirt are you wearing? I'm actually still in my PJs, sadly, but they have Sylvester's face on it! :D

08. Do you "label" yourself, could you? Not really. I'm a dork, to be general, but not those common one's.

09. Name brand of your shoes currently wearing? I'm wearing socks.

10. Bright or Dark Room? Err. I'd like a medium lighted room, plzkthx.

11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you? I think she is she, of course. :D

12. Ever "spilled the beans"? I don't like beans.

13. What were you doing at midnight last night? I was sleeping.

14. What did your last text message you received on your cell phone say? ARGH. I DON'T HAVE A CELLPHONE.

15. Do you ever click on "Pop Ups" or Banners? Only the banners that say you have to shoot something. XD

16. What's a saying that you say a lot? Erm...I dunno. Is there one?

17. Who told you they loved you last? Me Mummers, probably.

19. How many hours a week do you work? None. *is lazy*

20. How many rolls of film do you need to get developed? My Mom probably needs to develop trillions, she takes forever to develop film.

21. Favorite age you have been so far? 13, I guess.

22. Your worst enemy? My tongue.

23. What is your current desktop picture? iPod!Snape dancing to "I Believe In A Thing Called Love" by Darkness.

24. What was the last thing you said to someone? "Okay."

25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to change a major regret? Err. Can't I just say neither?
 
 
Clockwatching :: sing me a song
02 October 2005 @ 12:35 pm
:D  
i'm in hufflepuff!

Eh. N'much to say. But...woo...am Hufflypuffly! <3
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What I Feel: yay!
Music: Stacey's Mom