Nothing Gets Crossed Out

The future has got me worried, such awful thoughts.
My head is a carousel of pictures.
The spinning never stops.
I just want someone to walk in front
and I'll follow the leader.
Like when I fell under the weight of a schoolboy crush.
Started carrying her books and doing lots of drugs. I almost forgot who I was,
but came to my senses.
Now I'm tryin' to be assertive.
I'm making plans.
Wanna rise to the occasion, yeah
meet all of their demands.
But all I do is just lay in bed
and hide under the covers.
I know I should be brave
but I'm just too afraid of all this change.
And it's too hard to focus through all this doubt.
I keep making these "To Do" lists but nothing gets crossed out.
Working on the record seems pointless now.
When the world ends, who's gonna hear it?
But Im tryin' and take some comfort in written words,
yeah Tim I heard your album and it's better than good.
When you get off tour I think we should hang and black out together.
Because I've been feeling sentimental for days gone by...
all those summers singing, drinking, laughing, wasting out time.
Remember all those songs and the way we smiled
in those basements made of music.
But now I've got to crawl, to get anywhere at all. I'm not as strong as I thought.
So when I'm lost in a crowd,
I hope that you'll pick me out.
Oh, how I long to be found.
The grass grew high. I laid down.
Now I wait for a hand to lift me up, help me stand.
I have been laying so low
Don't want to lay here no more.
Don't want to lay here no more.
Don't want to lay here no more.
Don't want to lay here no more.
But if everything that happens is supposed to be
and it is predetermined, can't change your destiny.
Then I guess I'll just keep moving, someday, maybe, I'll get to where I'm going.
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I figured I should probably sumbit I vector... I've been working on a handul, trying to change my style and stuff, but nothing is making me happy... oh well. I was getting really pissed off at dA earlier when I was trying to find something to inspire me to vector... none of the images were showing up. I wanted to kill someone. I've been working alllll day on an english project... tons of essays and research... I decided around 8 it was time to give in... It's not due tomorrow, so I still have some time... *sigh* Oh well... I've been really stressed out lately and lots of crap is happening, no fun at all really... For some reason, I can really relate to this song right now... Well that song *points up*... yeah, it's by Bright Eyes, no crap considering the person I vectored IS Conor Oberst from Bright Eyes. Bah, I know I've already vectored [is that really a verb? Oh well it is now] Conor, but that other one really sucks... lol, that one took like 45 min... this one took a little longer... I made his shirt stripey for ~ psychofaerie

I also dedicate this piccy to ~ psychofaerie because she's my lover And she's an incredible friend

Yeah, I'm in a vector workgroup so I thought I'd finally bite the bullet and finish some projects... those would be next... like... next week when the homework load is lessened... *cringe* anywho, yes it's conor... have fun