tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-190753262011-04-21T17:02:24.724-07:00Squeezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10140872281259071728noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19075326.post-1166396361250323662006-12-17T14:48:00.000-08:002007-10-15T07:57:47.524-07:00I don't know how long I can go<br />I sputter for breath at each ebb and flow<br />I don't know how long I can go.<br /><br />My arms and legs tire, beating for life<br />I don't know how long I can muddle in this stife<br />My arms and legs tire, beating for life.<br /><br />I don't know how long I can go<br />This charade is ending and thus is the show<br />I don't know how long I can go.<br /><br />Please listen close to the cries that I make<br />I know not how long I can make this mistake<br />Please listen close to the cries that I make.<br /><br /><br /><br />These are the mere utterances of a lunatic<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19075326-116639636125032366?l=ramblingsqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Squeezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10140872281259071728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19075326.post-1166157269776559872006-12-14T20:23:00.000-08:002006-12-14T20:49:54.226-08:00I don't really know why I didn't think of this sooner...Duh, santa must have a blog spot. So If Santa is real and you are out there, then please send me these things, or at least some of these things, for christmas<br /><br />1 new parents... the old ones didn't do what they were supposed to, but nice try.<br /><br />2 new mind...mine overheats to quickly and i can't seem to keep it going, but nice try.<br /><br />3 new temper... I lost mine the other day...sorry<br /><br />4 new time...I seemed to have thrown my old time out by accident...sorry<br /><br />5 new grandma...I seemed to forget where I put the last one...again sorry<br /><br />6 new faith...the old one couldn't stand up straight anymore...but nice try<br /><br />7 new shoes...i gave the other ones to someone to walk in...they haven't come back...sorry<br /><br />8 new bed...I made the old one, but now I don't wanna sleep in it...sorry.<br /><br />9 new heart...the old one seemed to get cold to quick...but nice try.<br /><br />10 new sheet of paper...the old one was filled with complaints...sorry<br /><br /><br /><br />these are the mere utterances of a lunatic<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19075326-116615726977655987?l=ramblingsqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Squeezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10140872281259071728noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19075326.post-1151545884974723792006-06-28T18:34:00.000-07:002006-12-14T20:50:21.306-08:00Why must these drops of insecurity keep falling on my forehead?<br />Was it nature or nurture that I was mislead<br /><br />Why must these doubts keep questioning me<br />Was it something I said, that made you seek shelter from me<br /><br />What is it about me that I don't understand<br />Is it my eye, my feet or my shaking hand<br /><br />Why is it that after all the time past,<br />I can't trust you on making this last<br /><br />What if for one time, it is you and not me<br />If it is something you did that proves YOU abondened me<br /><br />What if for once you imagine my life,<br />not all roses, but full of hatred and srife<br /><br />What if only this time, you let me be mad<br />for maybe after all the choice was there for you to be had.<br /><br />What if I sat here in my room so late<br />would you know or understand my dreary fate<br /><br />With this in my mind and nowhere near yours<br />Please let me be mad, and dry up my skin whence the tears they pours<br /><br /><br /><br />these are the mere utterances of a lunatic<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19075326-115154588497472379?l=ramblingsqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Squeezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10140872281259071728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19075326.post-1148265547525892352006-05-21T19:29:00.000-07:002006-12-14T20:50:50.930-08:00If I could no longer remember the scent of your skin,<br />or after our kisses, the redness of your chin,<br /><br />If I could no longer recall the touch of your cheek,<br />or the sooth of your voice, when to me you speak,<br /><br />If I could no longer imagine the world without you,<br />or the way people feel from the nice things you do,<br /><br />If all these things were to happen today,<br />the room in my chest would remain in dismay.<br /><br />If these fears come to pass and all happen to me,<br />I'd be breathless and lifeless, like thai without chi<br /><br /><br /><br />these are the mere utterances of a lunatic<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19075326-114826554752589235?l=ramblingsqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Squeezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10140872281259071728noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19075326.post-1133931315578866482005-12-06T20:42:00.000-08:002006-12-14T20:51:21.400-08:00If asked what day it is, can I say Tuesday<br />If asked what how I feel, can I say just Okay<br /><br />If I put on these white cloves, can I say nothing at all<br />If I crawl into this box, can I can I pretend that I'm still small<br /><br />If you knock on these clear walls, do I have to come out<br />If you open the lid of this mimes head, do I have to share my doubt<br /><br />This rope I climb with will someday pull me somewhere<br />Where I don't know and to whom I don't dare say.<br /><br />So it will be in here that I sit, calm and in doubt<br />So it is here that the thoughts of this mime seep out<br /><br />So again the mime is given a voice to speak<br />So again he takes his chance and bites his cheek<br /><br />****unkown****<br /><br /><br /><br />these are the mere utterances of a lunatic<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19075326-113393131557886648?l=ramblingsqueeze.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Squeezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10140872281259071728noreply@blogger.com2