Never-ending disaster


Read in between the lines?
Please don't offer any sympathy
The words I hear, lack much of a symphony
Drums play the beats and trumpets sing the notes
Plug in the earphones and listen to me sing.

Hear me. Love me.
Unlock the door, with written scribbles of answers.
I'll only wait till the digital numbers tick faster
Once its at zero, my heart might break or turn into plaster.

This is my never ending disaster.
Its hard to breathe this toxic air that's filled with your lurid thoughts
Just look at the tree, filled with our memories, wrought
as they fall to the ground, don't try to pick them up
Please don't be the hero your not

Don't belittle my actions or twist my reactions
It as simple as addition and subtraction
Take you out of my life, equals guaranteed satisfaction.

I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves.......

Blah Blah Blah. I'm an insomniac real bad. I have the worst sleeping schedule ever. You probably asking yourself: What the hell does Rachel do at night.....everyone's asleep? Answer: Dude I don't even know..... Anyway some kid was telling me about how most people, say 85%, lie more than 3 times when they talk. I'm not sure where he gets his information, but it sounds about right to me. Back in the day I used to be a compulsive liar. It was real bad like for instance, I told my cousin that in the 'Hit me baby one more time' Britney Spears video, that this girl that was but ugly was only in that video because she was a daughter of a producer of that video...............hahahha I made that up...but seriously, that doesn't even make me sound impressive. Or here's a funny one; I always wanted a younger sibling really bad, so one time I just randomly mentioned to my friend that I had a little sister that was in Kindergarden. So when you make up a lie you kinda have to follow through with it, so we were in choir singing and my friend asked where my sister was..... so i pointed to the cutest kid in the crowd and go: OH LOOK THATS HER, and I waved and she weirdly waved back. My friend later asked at my birthday party where she was and I always said something like;

oh she's sick or she does pageants so shes in Florida
............... I was so weird. Now occasionally, I will fib a little but only to protect others........