Texty: Screeching Weasel. Emo. On My Own.

once upon a time it thought i wouldn't see tomorrow fist clenched eyes wide open waiting for someone to follow alcohol and sedatives just kept it all at bay no sex or drugs or rock and roll could nake the living hell that seemed unchangable just go away no it's here to stay i didn't find a god i'll leave that for the weak of mind i didn't find twelve steps i'd rather leave that all behind i watched as calmly as i could as my life seemed to fall apart then i sat and thanked myself for my own sick and damaged heart i learned it's time to start looking at reality and what i'll always be and especially all those things that i don't wanna see looking at reality hate and love and rage and pain and i do not feel ashamed and i will fo ahead and face the truth the reality i need to free myself from self-preservation i will be right here i must believe that i won't ever betray myself i'll be right here now i can see everything is interconnected and i will stay here with you science and dreams mind and body the power of love and the power of soul yes i will stay here with you