Produced From My Head

I like a lot of music :]

From The Starting Line,
I kind of knew he was having a Paramore.
I hit an All Time Low when I
refused to see myself as The Used.
I first knew from The Automatic Automatic
stutter in his voice.
I was in A Fine Frenzy when I finally ended
My Chemical Romance with him.
Well it was only Young Love.
Here's the story of The Fall Of Troy and I:
I followed him to a motel called Tokio Hotel.
He really was having a French Affair.
I followed him to his room and saw through the window,
it was all Tits And Clits!
I felt like I had a Leathermouth.
I banged on the door.
He broke My American Heart.
He opened the door and The Temptaions
of calling an Attack Attack! on him were so strong.
Although I felt like I just went From First To Last on God's list,
I still believed he had a Simple Plan for me, so I said I was gone forever.
He said sorry and we'd go home together and I LMFAO then punched him.
The Cab that I rode in to follow charged me too much money
so I went to the Metro Station
and took it home to Owl City.
Then I drove to my son's daycare. I had a Dashboard Confessional.
I told my car everything and cried.
On the way home, my sonplayed with his Shiny Toy Guns.
He saw something was wrong
and asked if we could play doctor. I said just Stick To Your Guns.
Later, my friends Meg & Dia came by.
I told them I couldn't Escape The Fate of bad men in my life.
They wanted to take me out.
I gave my son to Mrs. and Mr. Oizo for the night.
An hour in, there was Panic! At The Disco; under aged kids.
At the bar, I met my old Pencey Prep classmate, Jim Sturgess.
He asked me out on Halloween. He had a kid too. I agreed.
Halloween night, there were Scary Kids Scaring Kids everywhere,
and people Smashing Pumpkins.
This date was not Something Corporate. We shared a lot more.
[Without our sons.] And on New Years Day, he asked me to marry him.
On our wedding day, he sang me a Secondhand Serenade.
We moved to Sherwood.Now we are on the Pendulum called life together.

Copyright©April 17 2009

From Me To You

I may not be the prettiest one.
I may not have the nicest hair, or the longest.
I may not be the skinniest girl.
I may not have the softest, nicest hands ever.

I may not give a fuck on how I look.

If what you want is what I have.
If what you don't want, is what I'm not.

If you see past the stupid labels.
If you see past the faults.
If you see past the mistakes.
If you see past my regrets.

If you look at the outside.
If you look at the inside.

If you listen to what I have to say.
If you ignore what they say about me.

You may not like me.
You may fall in love with me.

But all I can do,
is show me, to you.

[made this 9.12.08]