About
Hi my name is Kyle and i am 15 years old -8/3/93-.There is nothing really special about my life. I am currently a freshmen in highschool and most people think im a Jr.
Theres nothing really to say about myself but if you want to learn more about me just ask.
"Why do we sit around and break each other's hearts tonight?
Why do we dance around the issues 'till the morning light?
When we sit and talk and tear each other's lives apart.
You were the one to tell me go...
But you were the one for me,
And now you're going through the door,
When you take that step I love you baby more and more,
We need to laugh and sing and cry and warm each other's hearts tonight,
Having fun of everything and loving all our mother's...
Tearing us,
You're tearing us,
You're breaking us,
You're breaking us,
You're carrying us,
Carrying us,
You're saving us,
You're saving us...
You're tearing us,
You're tearing us,
You're breaking us,
Breaking us,
You're killing us,
Killing us,
You're saving us...
Why do we sit around and break each other's hearts tonight?
Why do we dance around the issues 'till the morning light?
When we sit and talk and tear each other's lives apart.
You were the one to tell me go...
But you were the one for me,
And now you're going through the door,
When you take that step I love you baby more and more,
We need to laugh and sing and cry and warm each other's hearts tonight,
Having fun of everything and loving all our mother's...
You're tearing us,
You're tearing us,
You're breaking us,
You're breaking us,
You're killing us,
Killing us,
You're saving us,
You're saving us...
You're tearing us,
You're tearing us,
You're breaking us,
You're breaking us,
You're killing us,
Killing us,
You're saving us...
Ohhhhh...
Ohhhhh...
Forever I lie,
Forever I lie,
Forever,
Forever...
Forever I lie,
Forever I lie,
Forever,
And never and never again...
You're tearing us,
You're tearing us,
You're breaking us,
You're breaking us,
You're killing us,
Killing us,
You're saving us,
You're saving us...
You're tearing us,
You're tearing us,
You're breaking us,
You're breaking us,
You're killing us,
Killing us,
You're saving us,
You're saving us...
You're tearing us,
You're tearing us,
(Forever I lie)
You're breaking us,
You're breaking us,
(Forever I lie)
You're killing us,
Killing us,
(Forever)
You're saving us,
You're saving us...
(And never...)
You're tearing us,
You're tearing us,
(Forever I lie)
You're breaking us,
You're breaking us,
(Forever I lie)
You're killing us,
Killing us,
(Forever)
You're saving us,
(And never...)"
~hes too sensitive to get anything through his head, i cant tell him anything truthfully without him getting depressed, it's impossible to keep him under control and he doesn't listen to anyone, he never notices how violent and loud he can get and i wish he would notice how much he embarrasses himself... and me... and he doesn't give me much attention when hes around his other friends which makes me so ******** lonely that i would rather go home and do nothing... but... i don't know why i like him.... hes got that face and that smell... but its behind that mask that gets to me... like he said..."behind every smile.. is a lie" ...~
Once
on yellow paper, with green lines, he wrote a
poem and called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog and
that's what it was all about,
and the teacher gave him an "A"
and a gold star
and his mother hung it on the kitchen door and
read it to all his aunts
That was the year his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair, and Father
Tracey took them to the zoo
and let them sing on the bus,
and his father and mother kissed a lot
and the girl around the corner sent him a
Christmas card signed with a
row of kisses
and his father always tucked him in at night
and he was always there to do it.
Once
on white paper, with blue lines, he wrote
another poem
and he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
and that's what it was about
and the teacher gave him an "A"
and told him to write more clearly
and his mother didn't hang it on the kitchen
door because the door had
just been painted.
That was the year that his sister got glasses
with black frames and thick lenses
and the kids told him why his mother and
father kissed a lot
and that Father Tracy smoked cigars and left
the butts on the pews
and the girl round the corner laughed when he
went to see Santa Claus
at Woolworths
and his father stopped tucking him in at bed
at night and got mad when he
cried for him to
Once
on paper torn from his notebook, he wrote
another poem
and he called it "Question Marked Innocence"
because that was the name of his grief and
that's what it was all about
and the professor gave him an "A"
and a strange and steady look
and his mother never hung it in the kitchen
door because he never let her see it
That was the year he found his sister necking
in the back room
and his parents never kissed or even smiled
and he forgot the end of the Apostles Creed
and Father Tracey
died
and the girl around the corner wore too much
make up
and made him cough
when he kissed her, but he kissed her anyway
Once
at 3am he tucked himself in bed, his father
snoring loudly
he tried another poem on the back of a pack
of matches
and called it absolutely nothing, because that's
what it was all about
and he gave himself an "A"
and a slash on each damb wrist
and hung it on the bathroom door because
he couldn't reach the kitchen.
on yellow paper, with green lines, he wrote a
poem and called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog and
that's what it was all about,
and the teacher gave him an "A"
and a gold star
and his mother hung it on the kitchen door and
read it to all his aunts
That was the year his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair, and Father
Tracey took them to the zoo
and let them sing on the bus,
and his father and mother kissed a lot
and the girl around the corner sent him a
Christmas card signed with a
row of kisses
and his father always tucked him in at night
and he was always there to do it.
Once
on white paper, with blue lines, he wrote
another poem
and he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
and that's what it was about
and the teacher gave him an "A"
and told him to write more clearly
and his mother didn't hang it on the kitchen
door because the door had
just been painted.
That was the year that his sister got glasses
with black frames and thick lenses
and the kids told him why his mother and
father kissed a lot
and that Father Tracy smoked cigars and left
the butts on the pews
and the girl round the corner laughed when he
went to see Santa Claus
at Woolworths
and his father stopped tucking him in at bed
at night and got mad when he
cried for him to
Once
on paper torn from his notebook, he wrote
another poem
and he called it "Question Marked Innocence"
because that was the name of his grief and
that's what it was all about
and the professor gave him an "A"
and a strange and steady look
and his mother never hung it in the kitchen
door because he never let her see it
That was the year he found his sister necking
in the back room
and his parents never kissed or even smiled
and he forgot the end of the Apostles Creed
and Father Tracey
died
and the girl around the corner wore too much
make up
and made him cough
when he kissed her, but he kissed her anyway
Once
at 3am he tucked himself in bed, his father
snoring loudly
he tried another poem on the back of a pack
of matches
and called it absolutely nothing, because that's
what it was all about
and he gave himself an "A"
and a slash on each damb wrist
and hung it on the bathroom door because
he couldn't reach the kitchen.
