Sherri-O
- Name
- Sherri-O
- Age
- 33
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- United States
- Joined date
- July 16th, 2008
My Chaos
I haven't been on here lately. Interenets been shut off. So i'll get on when I can.
Well my name is Sherry. I don't really know what to say about myself, cause I'm a pretty complicated person. Not a lot of people get me. I love music, I love reading and writing poetry although I don't know if I'm any good, but who cares that's what I do. I also love Green Day and My Chemical Romance, Their my two favorites, but I love a lot of other bands too. I also like to go to local shows around my small town and support local music, mostly metal. If you want to know me more you can add me on facebook. Most of my stuff is private, so you'll have to add me. http://www.facebook.com/sherry.byers1 or you can follow me on twitter @SherriO_O.
Well my name is Sherry. I don't really know what to say about myself, cause I'm a pretty complicated person. Not a lot of people get me. I love music, I love reading and writing poetry although I don't know if I'm any good, but who cares that's what I do. I also love Green Day and My Chemical Romance, Their my two favorites, but I love a lot of other bands too. I also like to go to local shows around my small town and support local music, mostly metal. If you want to know me more you can add me on facebook. Most of my stuff is private, so you'll have to add me. http://www.facebook.com/sherry.byers1 or you can follow me on twitter @SherriO_O.
We all sit on the curb
And we stare at the rain in our boots
The car, the clouds, the sky
While Ishmael wraps himself in the sheet again
He'll clench the fists and close his eyes
I don't know how many times
I can loan him my cigarettes
When I don't even know if he's alive
Do prophets lie?
It makes me feel less horrified
And my closet's filled with
All these endless accoutrements
These shoes, these scars
These shirts, these ties
And these things I say to make myself feel good again
I'll speak, I'll write, I'll laugh, I'll lie
I can't bear to sit here and drink myself sick again
Another night
When everything I know was just a lie
And I don't even know where I'll sleep tonight
I got nothing to do but stare at these walls
And take some time to screw my head on right
We all ended up alone, wasted here at Silver Lake
We'll work, we'll feed, we'll change, we'll try
I can't make any sense of this or you or anything
I'm wide awake, and all our parents lied
It's not alright, and all our words collide
Awake all night
- Airborne Toxic Event, This is Nowhere
And we stare at the rain in our boots
The car, the clouds, the sky
While Ishmael wraps himself in the sheet again
He'll clench the fists and close his eyes
I don't know how many times
I can loan him my cigarettes
When I don't even know if he's alive
Do prophets lie?
It makes me feel less horrified
And my closet's filled with
All these endless accoutrements
These shoes, these scars
These shirts, these ties
And these things I say to make myself feel good again
I'll speak, I'll write, I'll laugh, I'll lie
I can't bear to sit here and drink myself sick again
Another night
When everything I know was just a lie
And I don't even know where I'll sleep tonight
I got nothing to do but stare at these walls
And take some time to screw my head on right
We all ended up alone, wasted here at Silver Lake
We'll work, we'll feed, we'll change, we'll try
I can't make any sense of this or you or anything
I'm wide awake, and all our parents lied
It's not alright, and all our words collide
Awake all night
- Airborne Toxic Event, This is Nowhere