Friðbjörn
New member
the writers corner seems to be doing good so I'm going to test how good a thread like this might go.
and yeah, as I think, it seems like there's actually some feedback on loose floatin around in here...unlike some times when it's been hella bad.
alright, as you see this is number 2, here's thread number one:
http://www.linkinparkforums.com/showthread.php?t=9794
don't visit that **** though lol, basically it's me posting my not so good stuff and people giving comments. I'd like to think I've grown better now lol
and I figured since it's been a year since I last was active with this stuff and how good it made me feel and how good the writers corner seems to be, that I'd try again. I'm getting back into poetry and raps, havin taken a break from that when I left. after all the reason I write in english at all is that I have friends on here lol
alright I'm not gonna bore you anymore, here's my first one this time round
this is called lpf right now, and was supposed to be to the beat of FM's Right now
right now, there's a person I know in Australia
who's sittin at their desk and thinkin they're a failure
and meanwhile I walk to school and curse-the-weather
which inspires me to put all those words-together
a certain somebody has friends that are two-faced
and the pain grows worse in the rain in the UK
a guy in the States workin hard but the truth-is
his job he finds stupid, only wants to make music
everyday's the same and he tries not to lose-it
makin excuses to get away from abusin
cause his dad-is-a-drunk and he's been bad-for-a-month
so sad cause he calls him a ***-and-it's-dumb
all-are-we-here cause there's no-place-to-go
we swallow-our-fears and we know-when-to-roll
but we hold it all in, in our real-lives
and we hope we find friends on the screen-all-the-time
maybe it's a dream that I have in my mind
but I still like to stay here all of the time
But no we're just taking it in
at another strange forum, surfin again
maybe I'll leave and I'll never come back
cause on the internet it all change just like that,
Like that
and I decided to throw in the only good ones from the old thread, so that you for real shouldn't check it out lol
verse
this here earth life can some serious trouble
you all know what I mean, I'm not burstin any bubbles
I remember all those years I used to hop into puddles
but now it's more like depression, loneliness and struggle
I remember hugging grandpa, but now he's gone away
he died long ago from cancer, but ****, we all do someday
I flip the pages of a newspaper, all I see today
is the way that the hate has grown they say
I try my best to remain, the same no name
I don't like attention, it just brings in the pain
in my line of work, I don't have time to hurt
I only find the worst when the customer's kind of a jerk
chorus:
this world is a place where you win or lose
the things we face depend on the path we choose
enjoying the stay, is the hardest task
we all look away, or we hide behind masks
the boy was born long ago
he's grown up now but
still behaves like a boy
but he didn't use to do that
when he was younger he'd take good care
of his mother
he was sensitive
he was gentle
but no more
he's grown up now, he has power now
the power to rule his mother
how absurd
he dominates his mother, who yet takes care of him
he takes advantage of her
treads on her
his mother's not old, middle-aged at most
but already looks as if ready to die
but not just yet, there's still more time
for the boy to abuse
but the boy is stupid, what will he do?
when the mother who raised him
heads to see her foremothers
in the land of the lost
and the boy left on his own
will he live?
A Bridge
a bridge
by the bridge is a boat
and on the bridge is a box
with a charm made of gold
a man comes by, makes a stop
he sits down
what's in that box?
he tries to open it but can't
so he stands up, sticks around for a while
then walks away, and never comes back
but he always thinks back
and he knows he should've had the crow bar in his backpack that day
and yeah, as I think, it seems like there's actually some feedback on loose floatin around in here...unlike some times when it's been hella bad.
alright, as you see this is number 2, here's thread number one:
http://www.linkinparkforums.com/showthread.php?t=9794
don't visit that **** though lol, basically it's me posting my not so good stuff and people giving comments. I'd like to think I've grown better now lol
and I figured since it's been a year since I last was active with this stuff and how good it made me feel and how good the writers corner seems to be, that I'd try again. I'm getting back into poetry and raps, havin taken a break from that when I left. after all the reason I write in english at all is that I have friends on here lol
alright I'm not gonna bore you anymore, here's my first one this time round
this is called lpf right now, and was supposed to be to the beat of FM's Right now
right now, there's a person I know in Australia
who's sittin at their desk and thinkin they're a failure
and meanwhile I walk to school and curse-the-weather
which inspires me to put all those words-together
a certain somebody has friends that are two-faced
and the pain grows worse in the rain in the UK
a guy in the States workin hard but the truth-is
his job he finds stupid, only wants to make music
everyday's the same and he tries not to lose-it
makin excuses to get away from abusin
cause his dad-is-a-drunk and he's been bad-for-a-month
so sad cause he calls him a ***-and-it's-dumb
all-are-we-here cause there's no-place-to-go
we swallow-our-fears and we know-when-to-roll
but we hold it all in, in our real-lives
and we hope we find friends on the screen-all-the-time
maybe it's a dream that I have in my mind
but I still like to stay here all of the time
But no we're just taking it in
at another strange forum, surfin again
maybe I'll leave and I'll never come back
cause on the internet it all change just like that,
Like that
and I decided to throw in the only good ones from the old thread, so that you for real shouldn't check it out lol
verse
this here earth life can some serious trouble
you all know what I mean, I'm not burstin any bubbles
I remember all those years I used to hop into puddles
but now it's more like depression, loneliness and struggle
I remember hugging grandpa, but now he's gone away
he died long ago from cancer, but ****, we all do someday
I flip the pages of a newspaper, all I see today
is the way that the hate has grown they say
I try my best to remain, the same no name
I don't like attention, it just brings in the pain
in my line of work, I don't have time to hurt
I only find the worst when the customer's kind of a jerk
chorus:
this world is a place where you win or lose
the things we face depend on the path we choose
enjoying the stay, is the hardest task
we all look away, or we hide behind masks
the boy was born long ago
he's grown up now but
still behaves like a boy
but he didn't use to do that
when he was younger he'd take good care
of his mother
he was sensitive
he was gentle
but no more
he's grown up now, he has power now
the power to rule his mother
how absurd
he dominates his mother, who yet takes care of him
he takes advantage of her
treads on her
his mother's not old, middle-aged at most
but already looks as if ready to die
but not just yet, there's still more time
for the boy to abuse
but the boy is stupid, what will he do?
when the mother who raised him
heads to see her foremothers
in the land of the lost
and the boy left on his own
will he live?
A Bridge
a bridge
by the bridge is a boat
and on the bridge is a box
with a charm made of gold
a man comes by, makes a stop
he sits down
what's in that box?
he tries to open it but can't
so he stands up, sticks around for a while
then walks away, and never comes back
but he always thinks back
and he knows he should've had the crow bar in his backpack that day
