Just Let It GoJust Let It GoShe puts her emotions on ignoreShe doesn\'t want to feel the pain anymoreBut not matter how much she praysShe knows it\'s not going to go awayAnd no matter how hard she triesThat pain just refuses to dieAnd so she cries herself to sleepLosing all that she wanted to keepAnd those nightmares she has at nightAre her only guiding lightAnd as she holds the knife to her veinsShe tries to hold back the tears againBut all these wounds come bursting throughAs she cries she thinks of youWith one final breath in mindShe remembers what she couldn\'t findAnd as she\'s lying on the floorThe blood pooling under the doorHer last 5 words she spokePlease, just let me go.
Ah Why Cant They UnderstandWhy Can't They UnderstandComplex problems are caused by idiotic peopleWho gives a flying fuck if you're not like themWhy should they care what you areAnd even though you are yourselfThey find ways to make you one of themNothing ever changes it seemsEverything just becomes exactly the sameWhy don't they understandYou don't want to be like thatWhy don't they just open their mindsAre they too afraid to see the truthNothing good can come from themCause they don't think like youThey can't figure out where you're atBecause they're afraid to find the truthHow can they not look beyond thisWhy won't they understand these dreamsAre they that blind and stupidAre they that closed up insideWhy don't they try to listenAre they too afraid to hear honestyHow can't they know the truth.
The Spider and the InsectNot long ago, but far away, on a brisk September day, a little girl the age of 7, sat down at her kitchen table. She sat alone in the dark Victorian house, her parents were always away on business trips, and they left just enough supplies to get her by. Crawling on the kitchen table were bugs of various sorts, not unusual in the life of little Victoria. For some reason though, 2 of these nasty little creatures seemed different. A seven legged spider walked its way to her, she looked at it hard for a minute, thought about annihilating its existence, but she chose not too. This spider was handicapped and in pain, just as she was in pain. With this thought in mind, she let the seven-legged arachnid crawl into her hand, she then placed it in a box to keep it as a pet.Victoria rarely ate breakfast, she didn't like the feeling of being loaded with food when she got to school, so often she just drank a little bit of orange juice. When she got to the kitchen sink to wash a glass, she f