Stand TallYour pillow is a sponge.They drag you 'til you choke on gray.And they punish you;Your soul's tormented by the things they say.You can stand tall, but;Your pillow is a sponge.They throw you down just to be the man.And it crushes you,In ways they'll never care to understand.Come stand with me;Stand tall.Come fight with me;Let's fight!I'll be at your side.I am on your side.Your pillow is a sponge.They try to expose you for the things you're not.And they laugh at you;Until you wonder if you really are the thing you thought.You can stand tall, but;Your pillow is a sponge.The dampened stain erases you.And I share your tears;Until time paints over what we can't undo.Come stand with me;Stand tall.Come fight with me;Let's fight!I'll be at your side.I am on your side.
Not Every AngelWas I waiting for you?I don't remember if I was.I don't think I had you on my list;I don't think I knew you could possibly exist.Was I looking for you?I can't remember if I was.I wasn't planning for your arrival,But I'm sure I need you for my survival.Angels appear from nowhere,When all you want to do is hide.An angel's kiss blows through you,So that you feel amazing things inside.An angel's smile embraces you,And you shine from the amazing gifts he brings.But not every angel has a halo and wings.Were you watching for me?Was I supposed to cross your path?Did you know I would come around?Or was I some coincidental mistake you found?Were you waiting for me,Smiling above me all the while?You plunged inside and stole my heart;You've been my angel from the very start.Angels appear from nowhere,When all you want to do is cry.An angel's smile will lift you,Through the clouds and help you learn to fly.An angel's smile fills your heart,So you glow when you're immerse
Missing in the Back of ClassThe kid who sat in front of me in class was really quiet today. It's weird, because we usually talk a lot when we're both actually here at the same time. It was a weird day, because it seemed like everyone was in class. Like, all the seats were taken and that hardly ever happens. And when everyone's here, it's never really quiet at all. See, I go to a D.C. public high school, which, if you live anywhere around here, you'd know that we have an incredibly high absence rate. And even when there's like half the kids than normal in class, it's never quiet. I mean, sometimes I think you learn more not going to my school than when you actually go. So, most of the time it's kind of thin in school. But, there were plenty of kids in class today.I like to sit in the back of the class when I have a choice. That's probably like most of you. I guess I just don't like to be noticed. Plus, it's easier to get away with shit back here. I write a ton of stuff (unrelated to the class, of co