Still feel just as crap. This is kinda stupid, John is fine. I guess just being mad makes me think about all the stuff that’s ever upset me. And all the things that my mum has ever told me.. and the things that she’s still telling me.
I just… I realised about 10 minutes ago that I don’t feel like I have a dad, cause… dad’s aren’t like this, they want to know you, they care about what’s gunna happen to their kids. He doesn’t. I feel rejected I feel… STUPID. Talking about it doesn’t do anything, I still feel the same cept kinda worse because it makes me think even more.
I don’t have a dad. This isn’t just because I’m mad still, it’s how I feel, because he just isn’t.. and from now I might as well refer to him as Tim. But the thing is, loads of people think of their step dad’s or something as their dads and… Hugh should be that because he’s been around for such a long time, but he doesn’t want to know either…
And then mum mentioned that me starting an argument probably wasn’t a good idea because apparently he gets really nasty, like when her dad was ill a few years ago and her and Tim argued he said that he didn’t care if her dad died he was never doing any extra looking after us again. And he hasn’t.
I really don’t have a dad.
Can’t turn this song off…
LINKIN PARK
Hands Held High
Turn my mike up louder I got to say something
Light weights step to the side when we come in
Feel it in your chest the syllables get pumping
People on the street they panic and start running
Words on loose leaf sheet complete coming
I jump in my mind and summon the rhyme, I'm dumping
Healing the blind I promise to let the sun in
Sick of the dark ways we march to the drum and
Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumping
Fuck that I wanna see some fists pumping
Risk something, take back what's yours
Say something that you know they might attack you for
Cause I'm sick of being treated like I have before
Like it's stupid standing for what I'm standing for
Like this war's really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn't cater the rich and abandon poor
Like they understand you in the back of the jet
When you can't put gas in your tank
These fuckers are laughing their way to the bank and cashing the check
Asking you to have compassion and have some respect
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
In their living room laughing like "what did he say?"
[Chorus]
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen
[End Chorus]
In my living room watching but I am not laughing
Cause when it gets tense I know what might happen
World is cold the bold men take action
Have to react or get blown into fractions
Ten years old it's something to see
Another kid my age drug under a jeep
Taken and bound and found later under a tree
I wonder if he had thought the next one could be me
Do you see the soldiers they're out today
They brush the dust with bullet proof vests away
It's ironic at times like this you pray
But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday
There's bombs in the buses, bikes, roads
Inside your market, your shops, your clothes
My dad he's got a lot of fear I know
But enough pride inside not to let that show
My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine
On the back, he hand-wrote a quote inside
When the rich wage war it's the poor who die
Meanwhile, the leader just talks away
Stuttering and mumbling for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watching at the end of the day
both scared and angry like "what did he say?"
[Chorus]
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen
With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
With hands held high into a sky so blue
As the ocean opens up to swallow you
[End Chorus]
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Today was kewl again, don't feel very well, but apart from that I'm still happy lol. Mike and Jesse went mad when Liverpool lost, I have to admitt that I don't care
thinkiing about all this stuff is kinda making me laugh now. I really do piss people off. I said this to Josh the other day, and he said he would pay me to wind up old ladies
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Cause you have to be able to do serious stuff aswell, and that's definatly going to be a problem. Just.. everything. Mum is all..stressed, and keeps getting really bad pains and STILL hasn't gone to the docter about anything (yeah, not just the pains). And then like.. I dunno. I spose I feel a bit.. sick of everything. Because no matter what I do I'm never going to solve the problems with John, I'm never gunna be able to make my mum happy. I'm just not.. enough. I'm not even vagely close. And then there is this stupid person in the chatroom trying to get attention by saying that they are depressed (I mentioned that today had been depressing). And then ARGH. I hate people.
