Listen up children!

I've got over my writers block, yes yes I have. And I've jotted down quite a few rhymes, which are pretty mediocre, but I couldn't care less, cause none of my material is anything better than average.

I've also come to the conclusion that I need to try harder in life. Hmm, I told Harry this is gonna be a happier post than most of my others, but it really wont be haha.

I'm also gonna make this blog look nicer, even if I have to resort to Beckys html geekyness, hmm. Oh, I wanna watch Higher Learning, some film from the '90s about a school with different races in, it looks really interesting, I'm probably gonna watch it after I'm done with this.

Might aswell spill my lyrical ideas here right now. Theyre in different text documents so I'll seperate them with a few paragraphs.

First;
Theres a story to tell
For every soul in hell
Most of them deserve it
Even if they did well

Let me tell you a story about a lonely kid
He had this girls face engraved under his eyelids
He'd always see her when he closed his eyes
But she soon filled his thoughts with awful lies
This kid always used to think it was love
Because she was the only one he used to think of
She never left this boys train of thought
Its a real shame that she got caught
Cheating isn't the best thing to do
You kiss, you suck, and then you screw
Unluckily, he found out the hard way
Found them together, with nothing to say
Her parents let him in, she didn't know
As he slowly watched the boys eyes grow
She got on her knees, and pulled down his jeans
Thats when the kid started to scream


Theres a story to tell
For every soul in hell
Most of them deserve it
Even if they did well


He choked on his own tears on the way home
Them two left alone, the girl starts to moan
He gets home, and puts his bags on the floor
Broken hearted by the girl that he adores
He had plans for them, when they got older
Every second that goes past, his heart gets colder
The news station is on in the background
As he makes his way upstairs without a sound
Mum and dad don't know that he's home
He lays on his bed and turns off his phone
His pillows soon get filled with tears
Walked this earth for seventeen years
He's grown sick and tired off it all
Begins listening to blessthefall


Theres a story to tell
For every soul in hell
Most of them deserve it
Even if they did well

I need to add a last verse to this.

Second;
Through lipstick stained teeth, she smiled at me
Never knew I could be bought so easily
I smirked back, without any remorse
She got a little closer and my voice grew hoarse
Whispered in my ear the only words I wanna hear
Her smile quickly changed to a sinister sneer
Jotted down her number and name
From that moment, nothing has ever seemed the same

Third;
Sick and tired of losing bets
And waking up in cold sweats
I'm not gonna fall in love
Just to fall to the ground
Restless spirits float above
Without making a single sound



Yeah thats all I've got so far, I'm probably gonna finish each of them, they've all got a story to tell. Bye!