I am the angel who comes from above
I am here to bring light to the dark day
I am here to spread the whole world with love
But who said it was going to be that way?
You regard me as a symbol of hope
You all run to me. the young and old
My position you all envelop
I stare back at you - pitiless and cold
People rejoice in front of my stern face
Preacher says: “Evil paths we have taken
“But even though we have fallen from grace
“This sign shows we will not be forsaken!”
Sadly I am a messenger of doom
To say that the end is coming
Very soon
29th December 1998
Tuesday, December 29, 1998
Sunday, December 27, 1998
The Simpsons
Some nights ago I turned on my TV
The Simpsons are on! I sigh with relief
But later I realize with disbelief
That this is not a cartoon that I see
Some people say seeing is believing
But what I see is life as we know it
Hardly amused, I feel compelled to spit
I cannot believe what I am seeing
The message presented here is negative
No one wins. Geniuses are ignored
Brats and punks are continually explored
I change channel for something more positive
With laughter of the damned this crap unfurled
I realise that this crap is the real world
27th December 1998
The Simpsons are on! I sigh with relief
But later I realize with disbelief
That this is not a cartoon that I see
Some people say seeing is believing
But what I see is life as we know it
Hardly amused, I feel compelled to spit
I cannot believe what I am seeing
The message presented here is negative
No one wins. Geniuses are ignored
Brats and punks are continually explored
I change channel for something more positive
With laughter of the damned this crap unfurled
I realise that this crap is the real world
27th December 1998
Spirit of Christmas
Christmas 1998 - Been and gone
And the millennium is approaching
But as Christ's birthday is still worth preaching
A concern hits me like bricks by the tonne
The birth of Jesus is a time of joy
The preacher says but no one is listening
There is this little boy who is grinning
He's getting a rocket powered toy
Now people only care about presents
I saw someone give a gift to a friend
The friend never got the gift in the end
The giver kept it - that's greedy nonsense
Shocked? Well that is life. And it sounds quite suss
The spirit of Christmas is lost to us
27th December 1998
And the millennium is approaching
But as Christ's birthday is still worth preaching
A concern hits me like bricks by the tonne
The birth of Jesus is a time of joy
The preacher says but no one is listening
There is this little boy who is grinning
He's getting a rocket powered toy
Now people only care about presents
I saw someone give a gift to a friend
The friend never got the gift in the end
The giver kept it - that's greedy nonsense
Shocked? Well that is life. And it sounds quite suss
The spirit of Christmas is lost to us
27th December 1998
Apocalyptic Future
This is how I envision your future
Nut then nothing is not quite what it seems
Gone is civilization that is pure
Nowadays people only live on dreams
You can achieve your dream in here. Or not
But whatever you choose you are insane
Some don't. They hang onto what they've got
Deluded civilization remains
Some people have dreams full of corruption
Sadly they are the ones that achieve their goal
Terror and violence. They spread disruption
So dominating, They have no soul
People lose sanity. So none can cope
Thus they have delusions. One being hope
27th December 1998
Nut then nothing is not quite what it seems
Gone is civilization that is pure
Nowadays people only live on dreams
You can achieve your dream in here. Or not
But whatever you choose you are insane
Some don't. They hang onto what they've got
Deluded civilization remains
Some people have dreams full of corruption
Sadly they are the ones that achieve their goal
Terror and violence. They spread disruption
So dominating, They have no soul
People lose sanity. So none can cope
Thus they have delusions. One being hope
27th December 1998
Tuesday, December 15, 1998
Childhood Fantasy destroyed by Reality
Then the teachers talking sent me to sleep
My brain switched off and into submission….
The Princess has been stolen by a creep
So I set off on a rescue mission
Bravely, I left my village and refuge
On my quest I leave civilisation
I see many sights - monoliths so huge
I march through places of desolation
To the creeps tower - A sight most uplifting
She will love me because I’m good hearted…..
But sadly, the teacher caught me shifting
And I got sent back to where I started
My mission failed at the tower’s gate
And so my princess will still have to wait
15th December 1998
My brain switched off and into submission….
The Princess has been stolen by a creep
So I set off on a rescue mission
Bravely, I left my village and refuge
On my quest I leave civilisation
I see many sights - monoliths so huge
I march through places of desolation
To the creeps tower - A sight most uplifting
She will love me because I’m good hearted…..
But sadly, the teacher caught me shifting
And I got sent back to where I started
My mission failed at the tower’s gate
And so my princess will still have to wait
15th December 1998
Nobody Likes a Hero
Nobody likes anything heroic
Heroes suck - that is a philosophy
Everyone I know follows it - but me
That piece of propaganda makes me sick
Those where my final thoughts before I died
See my friends and I were on a jet plane
But jet control some nuts wanted to gain
Yes terrorists came along on the ride
Our lives and the jet plane. That they will fix
Nobody moved - under the philosophy
As the baddies fled - no movement - not me
As the plane went down - still no heroics
Body temperature is below zero
Becuase no one wants to be a hero
15th December 1998
Heroes suck - that is a philosophy
Everyone I know follows it - but me
That piece of propaganda makes me sick
Those where my final thoughts before I died
See my friends and I were on a jet plane
But jet control some nuts wanted to gain
Yes terrorists came along on the ride
Our lives and the jet plane. That they will fix
Nobody moved - under the philosophy
As the baddies fled - no movement - not me
As the plane went down - still no heroics
Body temperature is below zero
Becuase no one wants to be a hero
15th December 1998
A Life
And I have led an interesting life
But it is one that is far from happy
Three mental breakdowns added to strife
The first one was from a lost love most crappy
Mental breakdown no. two was from my peers
Miserable from those smaller than me
The third one was enveloped with my fears
Sadness caused from my ex. She did not see
And yeah I have attempted suicide
Twice. Both times due to people being mean
On both occasions I went home and cried
You will not believe the chaos I have seen
I have been so sad. My life is a mess
Seems I will never find true happiness
15th December 1998
But it is one that is far from happy
Three mental breakdowns added to strife
The first one was from a lost love most crappy
Mental breakdown no. two was from my peers
Miserable from those smaller than me
The third one was enveloped with my fears
Sadness caused from my ex. She did not see
And yeah I have attempted suicide
Twice. Both times due to people being mean
On both occasions I went home and cried
You will not believe the chaos I have seen
I have been so sad. My life is a mess
Seems I will never find true happiness
15th December 1998
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