I'm Like An Autobot

"With the ways I'm always trying to transform into something you could ride on"

I'm Like A Jedi

"With the ways I'm always trying to FORCE PUSH myself into you"

D Is A Miracle Mark & A Crushing Letter

Here's a song written last year,

about "crush" -ing on a certain person often associated with too many "D"s so much, that at the end of the semester, your grades aren't any better than the aforementioned letter.

Spending this 19th night on the 3rd window pane,

I can be more than an obstacle to the walls' breathing space

It's the nth time without you

can't count on myself like I used to

a clouded moon in a starless sky

nobody else who'll share the view

Reminds me of the way I'll never get reminded of you in any way again.

Falling white lights pass me by

they ask for my wish and I can't see why

These shooting stars won't just crash

into everything that's keeping you and me from us

I'm kissing these bottles of escape

drowning wherever they want me to take them

and thank them

for the company in the streets at nights

on and off the lights

And it reminds me how I'm wrong

and how I'm the only one who cares

but that's the only way I know to make everyone else care

yeah 'cause being wrong makes noone forget

(yeah cause when I'm wrong I'm sure noone forgets)

And I just want to take with me a memory

I can be proud of

(just want to take with me a memory I can be proud of)

refill these bottles with handwritten letters

written on carefully folded paper,

drift them to the ocean that's keeping me from sending them to her

(ocean that's keeping me from sending them to her)

and I wish she knew I have a way with words

(I wish she knew I have a way with words oh-ho-ho-oh)wo-oh-oh

Stalking Is So Two Semesters Ago

So, uhh... this is one of the songs I've supposedly written for a band called "A Pathetic".

The current vocalist is out of town until the last week of May so we're having a hard time practicing.

I'm having doubts if we could even produce anything that's worth voting for in the local fm station indie countdown. I'm even more skeptical about everybody else's dedication.

But here, none of those matter- because it's all about blogging, & posting what was written.

"Stalking Is So Two Semesters Ago" ,please leave comments.

I'm the kind of kid you can see right through with
but noone really bothers to look at
you're the kind whose eyes get stared back at so quickly
a single glance was all that it took us

Feels like opposing sides of a revolving door

I'd still be getting to you that's what this song is for
There's a place in the corner where daydreams make flashbacks
I can't wait much longer to sing you this soundtrack

make our worlds meet
mine won't survive if I doesn't take over yours

You don't need to love me back
when hating me would do
make me feel that I exist
notice me,recognize me

stop following you around (we both wish)
because stalking is so
stalking is so

straying off the path of apathy again
and caring uses up a lot of self-confidence
when I have the heart, I don't get the chance
I don't have the heart to when I get the dance

Drinking fountain indirect kisses

I'm the shadow you cast but you don't go home with

my bark is stronger than my bite

hope full moon turns me to Mr. Right

(instead of Mr. Right Behind You)

I've marked places between us as stalking spots
I'm tracing our steps and connecting the dots
have you found out yet
that me saying I'm happy for you
is just an insincere way of saying
"please stay happy for me too"?

(You don't need to)

'Cause stalking is so

two semesters ago

http://mistermoodswing.multiply.com/

Where most of my original blogs/artworks (& unfortunately personal photos as well) are.

Still deciding if I should transfer everything here little by little.

let's see what happens.