malcom middleton

Carve the turkey while I watch eastenders,
cause there my friends and my friends are strangers,now.

Noone must know your here, lest not tonight.

Dont sleep, wont sleep, why sleep?
Just another night were happy days seem so far from me
and sundays and monday are every other day.
The dark fills my heart sad but true,
and night times I spend my time tossin and turning confused.
Is it my fault something I did?
Or is that just the way life is?
The fat lady isnt singin so it cant be the end,
so I close my eyes and pretend to be sleepin.
Wishing hard that it was the weekend.
It's just another nite, just another reason,
just a heartbeat away from sleeping.

If you did know, if you even knew, what would you do?

How do you know if its a cry for help?
how do you dream when you cant sleep?
What use are hands if you cant hold on?
What use are fingers if you cant feel?
And the only feeling is wrong.
So what use is tonight if it's just like last night?
What use is chance if you never get it right?
Its just another lonely sleepless night
Were I spend to much time thinkin about dout.
And now all of the above questions I cant work out.

I Wish... If you Knew....

Should i go and never return. the sun excapes me and the clouds blacken the sky, the outside world seems so deadly, every body hates me and im on my time tryin to find piece of mind just to fix these pieces together to get me working again. seems i know nothing same old and not tonight.. if only we could make me right but i know that would be to easy to fix that smile apon my face, its a game of chase and i am so far from winning the race, this is just the melt off my life. i could ask for second chances, ask for you to just let me explain, but nothing is going to make a diffrance when im always wrong fueled on anger and lost in dout. you could of been my escape, but that would be to easy to fix this smile on my face. its a lifes weight, and i can see its near my time, but that doesnt stop me havin one last try....

The King of The Aul In Out!

Some times I wonder whats it all about? The aul in out, and the lastest fashion and tings to be all look at me, when a yogart pot is and always will be a yogart pot. Life is hard when you over do the good times and dont know your bed time..., cant stop, cant carry on, cant rember, cant forget, cant hold on long enough and everythings shit. Lookin for better days when the negtive steals your postive mind. And all you have left is these endless night, and smile thats a frown, my best days have gone and left me alone its true. And to much time alone gives the mind to much time to think and sadly it seems I can only think the worst, turnin my best days and undoing them til they are sinister and dark.

And not even a call from her could help.