Its new Cry me a river with your problems, cry me an ocean of your tears, i've heard all these problems before, and im sorry i cant get control of them, I've done all i can, to relieve your pain, and im sorry i bring you so much shame, All the pressures and pain your feeling, im gonna find a way to lift the pressure, and stem all of the pain that your feeling here tonight, The pain and the suffering, it flows through us all, the current's going to pull us under, it'll flow till we cant stand the pressure, and when we're gone it'll continue to flow Cry me a river of all the suffering, cry me an ocean of their pain, im gonna conquer this pain, im gonna fight till i can't stand and when its all done, ill cry myself a river of my pain, and cry an ocean of my tears

I've gotta write about the dream i had last night it was so fucked up yet so awesome, but i have to say something about my decision, i dunno wat im going to do about mel, im just not that good with girls, but with the anti depressants well after the dream last night, i dunno i said i wasnt going to take them while i was away, but i dunno wat i shuld do anymore after this dream. So in this dream, well it started off sorta like terminator, i was running from some secret organisation, and i was with two bodyguards of sorts, there was this black guy caled James, and this white chick called Rachel, so we were running, then we were crossing statelines in America, got in car ('67 Mustang) drove to a supposed "safehouse" when we got there, the people that were watching the safe house, other agents from whatever organisation i was from, anyway they told us about how we would be safe in the "safehouse" which was made of glass. when i heard that all i could think was wtf glass. Anyway, they told us about how their son, jeremy had gone to some training academy for some other organisation but it was a good thing, it was getting late and we were deciding who would take first watch, in the end i did, it got to about 4am when i was just about to swap watch, i saw something, i saw a man in a red winter jacket, one of those blizzard type ones, and it scared the shit out of me seeing this guy, I yelled out to James and Rachel, who came running, i told them about the guy and they told me it must be from lack of sleep. Rachel took over next watch. Then it was the next day, and we were dicussing our next move, we decided to stay at the "safehouse". It got dark, and the other agents told us that they had brought in back up becuase of what i had thought i had seen. The back up had no idea who we were for our security, and it showed, when they first rocked up. The back up consisted of an american who looked like he was 16, and a guy of russian decent, with a 3 pronged scar over his left eye. When they came inside the russian guy, look at me and asked "why the fuck r we guarding some kid", instead of waiting for James or Rachel to respond I told him, "I'm not a kid, im from operation Mainstream." When he heard that he instantly shut up after saying "whatever you need sir." It got dark again, but instead of going off we stayed together just incase. I was gazing out the window thinking of how things had been before (how things r now like right here) when i saw the guy in the red jacket again, this time Rachel and James saw him too, as they asked me "did u see that aswell" i nodded, we all looked around thinking of how vulnerable this palce actually was, then the sound of breaking glass, and it was on, windows crashing everywhere flying bodies, fighting going on and on, i saw the guy in the red jacket running away about to hop the fence, i chased after him, just as he was going over the fence, i dragged him to the ground, he got up, took a swing at me, i spun him around, and grabbed him in a headlock, i tried to drag him back to the house, when a guy grabbed me from behind and threw me into the glass wall and i crashed through it. James tackled the guy that threw me but the guy in the jacket was escaping. I got up gingerly, and ran as fast as i culd to get the guy in the jacket, i got to him just as he was pulling his leg over the fence, i grabbed it and yanked him to the ground. I grabbed him in a headlock again but this time i yelled out to James to come give me a hand. We took him back to the house, which had stopped fighting. We tied him to a chair, and then tried to regroup as to how this happened, how we had been found. It was morning and the guy had given us nothing, then the agents who had originally been at the house, said that their sun was going to return today from his training and the guy in the jacket burst into a grin, and i began to think, "shit this guy has infiltrated government training porgrams" i heard a car door slam shut, i look towards the front of the house, and there i saw a latino teenager about 19 walking towards the house, suddenly the agents stood up and ran to the door to greet their son, i looked at the guy in the jacket and said "You're corrupting the teenage admissions arent you, turning them into your own personal army"..... After that i woke up, but whats really fucked is when i woke up, my back hurt like i had been thrown into something, freaky but true, so anyway i thought i shuld write it down as i havent written a song in a while so, at least my mind is still being creative.

So here's something new, It's more realistic then ever, so tell me wat u think, Its called This Path We Walk. There r somethings i need to write down but im on a buzz right now, im not gonna relive the bad times, ill post em tomoz, just know i still bleed with this pain. The path we walk is clouded, nothing but darkness ahead, I need a light to guide me in this journey ahead. Walking alone, this burdened pack weighs heavy on my shoulders, but im not alone. Walking this path, its never easy, walking solitary, yet walking side by side, we all need help sometime, walking with the weight of the world crashing onto our shoulders. I found a light to help me on this journey, guiding my way, helping at every turn, a symbol of hope, my pack feels lighter, less pressure on my shoulders, Walking this path, its never easy, walking solitary, yet walking side by side, we al need help sometime, walking with the weight of the world crashing onto our shoulders. The light has begun to dim, i still feel the hope it brought before, i need to rekindle and reignite, the light which helped me walk this path, the fading light, it dwindles, but never dies, i'll try with all my might to keep it alight. Walking this path, its never easy, walking solitary, yet walking side by side, we all need help sometime, walking with the weight of the world crashing onto our shoulders.

so ive finished my song and im really liking it, so much in fact that although i fucked up english big time, its irrelevant thank god thanks to dropping english next year dodged a bullet there, im stoked so here it is Masks To protect ourselves, from all the staring eyes, we are willing, to do anything, to sacrifice, the truth. We prevent people from seeing our true face, as we're scared of how they'll react. The judging eyes, the uncertain ties, we wait for the day we can shed all our pride, and see the truth thats inside. We have to remove these masks, show the truth to the world, and we can see, all of these eyes judging we, but we cant hide behind, all the pain thats inside. We have to show the truth to the world. We hide behind these masks, to keep ourselves safe, to escape from the turmoil and hate. And when we're alone, we'll drink ourselves home, escape this place and shed our fears. Show our face to the world, see it covered in tears. We have to remove these masks, show the truth to the world, and we can see, all of their eyes judging we, but we cant hide behind, all the pain thats inside. We have to show the truth to the world. take a clown mask paint it on fill in the cracks cover the tears hide behind that painted smile like pierrrot, left alone and broken after all this time passes at night the grease paint runs and the truth is shown to the world We have to remove these masks, show the truth to the world, and we can see, all of their eyes judging we, but we cant hide behind, all the pain thats inside. We have to show the truth to the world. The world will always judge us regardless of our outlooks on life, even if we hide there will always be judging eyes. So theres no use hiding the truth, the only hope we have is to show the truth to the world, hiding can only make tings worse. Be who we are, not who you think they should see.

So i cant wait any longer i want to share this with someone anyone so here the new song i started to write...... It's called Anthem of Our Pain, and i could really use a hand with another verse cheers =) Come one, come all, you broken and beaten people, together we can make it through each day. Forget about they, who have attacked you and brought such pain, ignore what they say, for they envy all you have. Come brothers & sisters, of this anger and pain, join with me now, for this is our day. Together we can make it through, so sing with me this Anthem of the broken, come sing this, Anthem of the beaten, join with me to sing this Anthem of Our Pain. their words and their actions, have left us feeling weak, it degrades us and makes our future seem bleak. We get back up after they knock us down, it feels so pointless to try and stand up, we would be better off to stay on the ground. Come brothers & sisters, of this anger and pain, join with me now, for this is our day. Together we can make it through, so sing with me this, Anthem of the broken, come sing this, Anthem of the beaten, join with me to sing this Anthem of Our Pain.