Sunday, May 2, 2010

Time?















Time is measured by pain. When you're hurt and suffering, everything takes forever. But when you're happy, time is never there to enjoy for long.

-All photos are taken by me unless said otherwise.

Dressed Up and Ready to Fail

I've gotten to the point of how this could happen to me
A girl dressed in success
With a narrow heart only feeling for the stage
I felt for this the first time I saw it
Dear former self,
What's it like to die completely alone?

Before I leave I'm going to spray paint this town
With empty paint cans
So everyone can know my name
When my name is actually nothing
Compared to yours, to his, to hers
I'm holding my head up high
I'll be something when they're on their way up

If I was brilliant I would already belong to Grand Central Station
I'm keeping this confidential
So my friends and heart don't ache
It's only a matter of time until I can ask, "How could this happen to me?"

Before I leave I'm going to spray paint this town
With empty paint cans
So everyone can know my name
When my name is actually nothing
Compared to yours, to his, to hers
I'm holding my head up high
I'll be something when they're on their way up

I'm holding my head up way high

I hate to break the news so soon
But I'm so completely in love
With the lights, and the performance
Keep me posted on what goes on in that town
Am I better than it yet?

well, hello

Hello. My name is Jen, and I love writing. When I'm older I hope to write at least one novel. I'm planning on writing lyrics and playing drums for the band I'm hopefully going to start soon. I love poetry, and I love lyrics that mean something.

I am currently listening to Classical music, haha :P