Ripped Pages and Red Ink

SAVE me from what I want - St. Vincent

(currently playing)

Lets place our dreams on the highest peak.

For all the world to see.

For all of the world to fight for...

maybe it did not belong to you in the first place to ever even claim.

Save me from what I want

or the effort to succeed will forever slip through the cracks of a note book filled with desire and desperation.

An "A" for effort...the bullshit excuse a mother tells her child in some scripted television show.

Dreaming is overrated and reality is a shit whole.

Bring on the work load ill show you how hard it is to try not to fail.

To That Anonymous Voice...

I STARE AT YOUR MOVEMENT... OR LACK THERE OF...
AND I WAIT...
I WAIT FOR YOU TO INSPIRE ME TO STAY...BUT YOU NEVER DO
SO I PUSH...
I PUSH THAT GIRL FAR WITH EMOTION AND A HEART OF GOLD
BRIBE...I BRIBE HER...I BRIBE HER TO STAY AND I WAIT...
I WAIT FOR YOU TO INSPIRE ME TO SMILE IN YOUR PRESENCE...
AS IF THERE WERE NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT...
BUT THERE IS THE PAST... AND THERE IS NOW...
MEMORY...MEMORY OF YOU...NEVER...AND NEVER DARES TO FADE...
SO I AM STUCK...I AM STUCK STARING AT YOUR MOVEMENT...
OR LACK THERE OF ... AND I WAIT
I WAIT TI TRULY UNDERSTAND WHY IT IS...
THAT YOU HAVE BROUGHT ME ONLY TO DRAG ME THROUGH ENDLESS YEARS IN THE REFLECTION OF YOUR DISAPPOINTMENT
I WAIT...FOR THE YELLING TO CEASE...THE SILENCE TO TURN INTO LAUGHTER
I WAIT FOR YOU TO MOVE...
I WAIT FOR YOU TO NUTURE...
I SYARE AT YOUR MOVEMENT... OR LACK THERE OF...
I WAIT FOR MY TIME TO RUN...IN FEAR THAT A FLAME WILL CEASE TO FLICKER AND I WILL HAVE WIAHED I HAD NEVER WAITED....
YOU DO NOT MOVE....BUT YOU SPEAK
SPEAK WITH ANGER...
LIKE RAPID TEARS ON SILK SKIN CLOUDED EYES NEVER CLEAR
...AND I WAIT...TO START ALL OVER AGAIN.