You rappins the equivalent to a fish out of water.. that **** doesn't work
like a girl using welfare checks to feed her daughter
tryin to level up to me? nah man you shouldn't even bother

you're Kent and im the kryptonite your greatest weakness
face it... deep down you're really weak *****

I often times wish i could move to a diffrent school
So i could start everything over and finally be the kid thats new
So I could make new friends .. not that mine arent great
i just feel like .. where im currently at isn't my fate...

Am i okay with being another peice of societys puzzle? just to be lost in the folds of this old couch and never find my spot ? I want more ... I want to be remembered.. I want to be something bigger than what people settle for .. but i keep following the same stupid plot ...

Sometimes i just don't feel like im really there
Sitting in class with this ridiculous blank stare
Giving people the impression that i just don't care.. but i do
I often times hate myself and im sure you hate me to
I mean it's not like i talk anyways ...

I think it's ridiculous guys apparently have to text first
GIRLS ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS TYPE "HI" YOU'RE HEART WON'T BURST

If we have the freedom to worship as we please or decide not to get on our knees and pray
Why do people act like "worship the devil" is the only thing they hear athiest say?
Why was my friend called "Satan Boy" at his old school
All because he wasn't a "Holy Boy" like they were used to?
He doesn't even believe in Hell yet they condemn him to it and show hatred
Even though they're a part of a religion where love and forgiveness is supposedly sacred
You're God would have said "I'll still forgive you"
While you people say "***** you and forget you"

Dear (anonymous girls name here)

We dont know each other very well but we've talked on facebook and exchanged glances a few times ... I don't exactly know what it is but when i see you something just happens
When i see you i see perfection
perfect skin tone
perfect complection
perfect eyes
perfect smile
i just.. wish i was one of those perfect guys
you know the type a guy who's not afraid to walk up to a beautiful girl and just say hi
but im not .... im just to shy :(
      
                                              sincerely
 ­                                                 Cory

Each and everyone of us are stars
how you might ask
well the less bright ones are like a shy kid in the back of class
watching the clock counting down the seconds as they pass
waiting to go home because he's not afraid to shine when he's alone
he just wants to be bright but because of packed on mileage he screws up every opportunity out of fright
he's always overlooked.. so that little dark stars least favirote time is night

Now the bright ones they're like the popular kid always the center of attention
weither it's due to looks, charm, luck, or because he's the class clown who just got detention
on the outside everything always seems to be fine
but maybe just maybe he'd like time he could just call mine
maybe he'd like to run away to a place incredibly hard to find
finally giving that dark star a chance to shine

Next time you're out star gazing
look at the not so bright stars to and try to find something amazing
then stop and think what kind of star are you?

I'd like a sign, just one of you're existence
give me this and ill give you a simple thank you for you're persistence

The key was thrown away a long time ago
So the odds of him showing are never to no
No sign of light
Unable to break these bars even when using all his might
Soon his fingers will have weithered away to nothing
Clawing at the walls like it's going to do something
He knows it won't
Bleeding from the throat, screaming or atleast trying to....he's lost his voice
But does one really make noise with no one around?

Somedays i wake up wishing you were still here
Wishing that you're voice was something i could still hear
Somedays i wish but i know the wishings going no where

Am i foolish to believe happiness is something i've yet to obtain?
I feel like my heart is in a constant battle with my brain
everyday everythings so .. so plain
seemingly the same
kind of like a game you play over and over restarting it just before you reach the end
your to afraid to reach the end so you watch it begin again and again and again
the story never changes but feelings do
happiness if your waiting .. this is your cue

Don't pay attention to the duct tape and super glue holding everyone together
we're all just a little toy boat that's seen the best and the worse weather
we're a boat with holes in it's sides and wooden planks breaking off
the planks left have begun to rot and become soft
watch you're step they're sensitive now
but to man this boat forever till death i vow
for in my eyes this boat will forever maintain it's beauty from its first day till now