You physically make me sick to think about..
i cant handle this anymore i want not to care. but i do and its pissing me off that you dont seem to care at all that that hurt me….makes me sick
Writing a new song for my band Greenhouse
Hey you,
I never caught your name.
you seem so,
Insignificant to anyone you havent caused pain.
your a gap in my memorie, a gash that i can not heal.
I never tried to forget you,
the thoughts just continue to peel…
away from me.
(This is just the first verse but i got excited and wanted to show people!)
A Key:
Just an ordinary key nothing special it has no super powers, you cant expect the key to do anything for you. Except open a door, but not any door this isn’t a key to the city its a regular key. Stainless steel. Real.
Over the span of the last few years I’ve been called alot of different names by alot of different people; Crow, by friends and lovers. Cyle by mostly family but others too. Faggot, asshole, prick, a good friend, beautiful, ugly Ect… it matters on the person, the time,the place, the context it matters on everything. Which can seem like alot for people , I know the overwhelmed feeling believe me, but its also one of the things I love/hate about this world. Ever action you make changes something! Let me be clear I’m not trying to say if you dont go on a walk today a volcano on maui will blow up or something outrageous like that. I mean you can actually change how you or the people around you react to something just by something as little as a facial que. Its just amazing to think that something so small can mean so much to someone else
Just my thought pattern right now.
-Cyle Jones
