you tried to sneak up on me didn't you, slippery bastard!

For gods sake, tell me that i am so blindly mistaken.
All i feel, so strongly.
it hurts me so much.
Tell me im wrong, Consumed by hatred.
and deformed by living through that lens.
Cant you see the false cheapness to such fake

pride.

life is strange
we start out
young
wild
beautiful
then
we start figuring things out
we all wanna be our own damn teacher
soon we have a concept of reality
we are so Delusional
with our science
or our religions
or our politics
all from human perspective
yet we feel so damn right

I should have found a way out
so we could all find a way out.

And im happy.

At 9 to 10 (pacific time) i will be be five bombing ever new song submitted. Also if you want a specific song 5 bombed send me an PM. Alls i ask in return is that you comment this blog saying you read this, or you read the first two lines or simply comment anything.
I will also pick and review my top choice for the hour.

also i do a review for a review if you leave me one i will get back at you. Also if you really want harsh critiquing pm and i will spend some real time in listening to your work.

I feel that the way newgrounds is governed not everyone has a fair chance of gaining attention, not that attention necessarily should be a motive of inspiration of course. People with the highest scores gain recognition being that they are at the top of charts and featured on the front page. The problem with this of course is that this creates a environment that is bent on competition. Now this is very damaging because it alters the purpose of being rated and scored. With everyone competing to get to the top they will in thus hurt other people in their reign of individual success. I want to change this but im still trying to figure out a way. For now this is the best i can do. Please leave a comment, express how you feel, join the cause for the newgrounds audio clean up.

Watch me unfold like the pedals of a flower, the mind engulfs, it frowns as it devours.
But thought is temporary, its weak, its fleeting and out of your mouth they leak, your bleeding.
Watch me take flight like the birds of a feather, I'm alone now but were always together.
Your heart is cold its torn, bleak and its feeding, Your mouth speaks, its confused and misleading.
Watch me express my undying gratitude towards me, king of the thorn, beholder of all i see.
Human as humane as animal can be, so then why do my opinions mean more to me?
Watch me set sail from this land to this sea, just because your free to move doesn't make you free.

What The Fuck are you so Afraid about?

This thought.
This breath.

I saw the tangle, sharp, angry branches spreading from the tree in a black silhouette painted along the cool winter back drop. The moon full, bright and beautiful. Well at least as beautiful as it could be. The trees bled red and humans bleed black. I laughed at this thought. Why is it humans are so problematic? Perhaps it is because are presence is finite, that's why animals are not problematic. I read up on a curious thought. A dog can never be any more than a dog nor can it be any less. But a human can be more or less then a human, funny.

Not Finished.

The beat hit. Blam Blam Blam. I saw his upper lip turn purple and the tears swelled in his eyes. Made me think of when i was young but im trapped in this time and theres nothing we can do but look back and giggle about how fucked we are and its some what beatiful how fucked we are lol :}{}|}}}}}}

Cause im starting to get bored of this shit.