So just like everyone else, I started out and I sucked. I would start with maybe the third one, I'm hesitant to erase the failures, because there should be evidence of the fact that I have done some truly awful stuff. So start maybe with 'the Anorexic Id', (AKA 'Paint an Inch Thick', title's still in the air) and from there, most should be almost adequate. I hate to beg for readers, but I don't have many, so if you could take the time to tell me what you think, I can take just about anything.

Here's a little song I wrote:

Here I come rushing in,
With all of my vulnerable emotions,
I got carried blindly in,
By that treacherous, fantasy-ocean

With sweet nerve-endings bared,
I hit the rock, betrayed by fantasy,
Not his fault; he never cared
I'll retreat to my sea of fallacy.
...Only to run back again...
Silly me

I know that it's all my fault,
And I've got no one to blame but myself,
I can taste the stinging salt,
Self injuriy's not good for my health.
...But I do it anyways...
Silly me.

I wish you were in the wrong,
But no, you've been nothing but good to me,
Killed myself; cried all night long,
I'm the one who's wrong, please just forget me

I've got no explanations,
I come screaming, claiming I've got something,
Far less than expectations
Maybe I'm dramatic; tell you one thing:
I think this pain is comfort...
Silly me...

(Bridge)

Don't think that you don't know me,
Cause though I tried to feel your perception,
I promise, you have felt me,
I promise, there was no grand deception

Don't jump to that conclusion,
Because I know there's something real inside,
No shallow evolution,
Because the changes were futile and died.
...I'm scared, but I love you...
Silly me

I know that it's all my fault,
And I've got no one to blame but myself,
I can taste the stinging salt,
Self injuriy's not good for my health.
...I'm scared, but I love you...
Silly me


Constructive critisizm is very much appreciated