Privleged Insight

To Ms. Gardner,
Thanks for showing me life can get worse. I want to drop your class more than anything.  Mother Theresa did not give you a baby.
To Blake Harmon,
Go to Hell
To the kid across the room in A1,
Math is not the place to cut your fingernails
To the kid in Creative Writing,
I dare you to be quiet for 30 seconds
To the front row seminary girl,
Is it impossible to be quiet for 30 seconds? Maybe you and Creative writing kid should hook up
To the girl I wish I talked to sooner,
I think you're gorgeous and I wish I could confess/proclaim my feelings for you, #afraid
To my first kiss,
Why did I kiss you? #Mistake
To my neighbors,
What the F do you feed your crazy children
To the kids who wanted to fight at a stake dance,
6 on 1 makes you tough huh? You're a dumb-ass!
To her,
Thanks for the wild ride. I love you
To my little brother,
Stop eating my Panda

School Blows

 

 

 

2nd post, 2nd best

I can never think of anything to write for my second post.  I feel like a bad writer because everyone always has these deep thoughts for their 2nd posts.  Most of the time I just end up posting song lyrics and feel stupid because of it.  Maybe one of these days I will think of something great to write and get quoted!! Oh who am i kidding.  Looks like I'm just gonna post this and hop over to Facebook.  If Paris is where creative people go to thrive, is Facebook where creative people go to die? Guess I will find out.

How to Kill a Dream

1) Don't have one in the first place
2) Fill your time with senseless things
3) Don't do what you love
4) Get on Facebook
5) Make shapes out of clouds
6) Wait #5 might have been creative so forget that one
7) Realize it's not a dream it's a wish
8) Forget about it
9) Feel inadequate
10) Forget the real you
11) Forget
12) Forget
13) Forget
14) Forget
15) Forget
16) Forget
17) Forget
18) Forget
19) ...
20) Wake up

Take my word for it

I don't know how to put pictures on here but my newspaper blackout was beast. Trust me.

Grand Theft Poetry

Pro Football is like nuclear warfare, there aren't any winners, only survivors
Oh how i wish my mother could hear him now
But Pop, she is in such a good mood! Don't do it.
She's almost to bright and aware for her own good
Tears sprang to her eyes, I had it wrong
I barked twice because,
In sports the benefits of strength and barking are barking are very clear,
I have a dream... that little black boys and girls can join hands but
If he heard that, he would salivate at the thought of helping them figure this out.
Why?
He is very angry with you and the Phoney Negro Sea Captain said,
We got you babe, enjoy captivity and long tall Sally.
She took a deep breath and realized
Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, like
"Goodbye Mother"
but,
Winning isn't everything, it's the only thing.

Back When

I remember Pokemon, how the number of Cards you had was like a social status,
I remember putting water balloons on the trampoline and jumping around as if the balloons were little blood thirsty minions hungry for a little taste of Brick,
I remember my hair being covered in Sprite and how I thought it would never come out,
the first time I saw someone smoking and thinking they were evil,
I remember seeing my first bad grade and being scared to show my parents,
being afraid of going to get the mail because I lost sight of my house,
my baby brother being born,
getting my first ticket and being afraid to go home,
I remember not being able to think straight when I found out my 3rd grade crush liked me back,
I remember getting a dog and thinking she would live forever,
crashing my dad's rented 4 wheeler into a tree and being scared to show him,
my first swear word and how the entire playground snitched on me,
I remember the new year 2000, and wondering what the big deal was,
the huge hill in front of my house that as far as i knew was the biggest hill on the planet,
winning the state football championship,
I remember rubbing my ring in my friends face's,
the first time I cliff jumped and feeling like I was falling forever,
I remember watching my dad get deployed and wondering if he would come home.
I remember more than I thought.

My name is Brick and tonight I am your TOUR GUIDE

Baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

Hey baby

Yeah, when I first saw that bikini top on her
She’s poppin’ right out of the South Georgia water
Thought, "Oh, good lord, she had them long tanned legs"
Couldn’t help myself so I walked up and said

Baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle
Every little farm town with you
In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit
Would look a hell lot better with you up in it
So baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

She was sippin’ on southern and singin’ Marshall Tucker
We were falling in love in the sweet heart of summer
She hopped right up into the cab of my truck and said
"Fire it up, let’s go get this thing stuck"

Baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle
Every little farm town with you
In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit
Would look a hell lot better with you up in it
So baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

When that summer sun fell to its knees
I looked at her and she looked at me
And I turned on those KC lights and drove all night
'Cause it felt so right, her and I, man we felt so right

I put it in park and
Grabbed my guitar
And strummed a couple chords
And sang from the heart
Girl you sure got the beat in my chest bumpin’
Hell I can’t get you out of my head

Baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle
Every little farm town with you

Baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Down a back road blowin’ stop signs through the middle
Every little farm town with you
In this brand new Chevy with a lift kit
Would look a hell lot better with you up in it
Come on

Baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Come on girl
Get those windows down and cruise
Aww yea

Uno

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What is a Risk?

This is.

OBEY

Rock out line no one knows you have epilepsy,
Rock out like you got a brand new pair of shiny white Nikes that are impossible to skuff up,
Like the social ladder is non existence
like your a football player on top of your imaginary ladder,
like your dying,
Rock out like you won't be punished for it
like Mr. Nelson is giving you points for it,
like your a ginger with a soul,
like your the one white guy in the 100 meter final,
like your the one black guy in the 100 meter butterfly final,
like your the one asian guy not in the Badminton tournament
like your parachute won't open and you know it won't,
Rock out like your high out of your mind but you're stone cold sober,
like your moshing our of control with no chance of motion sickness,
like you can rave with no risk of being stabbed,
like your parents are still together,
like your parents are finally divorced,
Rock out like you've got front row tickets to Nickleback and the beach ball is headed your way,
like there's no such thing as laaaaaaaaaaag
like it's Christmas Eve and you still believe,
Rock out like Obama is out of a job,
like your vote actually counts,
like you just finished your final exams and you know you aced them,
Rock out like you just finished your final exams and you know you tanked.