bleghhhhhhhhhh

 sigh.... call me garfield cause i hateeee mondays. school is pretty boring and today is made especially so by the dismal landscape (aka gray skies) outside. i believe i may work some on polish for the full finished version of my text adventure, castle of the phantasm, to stave off the boredom. i'm in the home stretch of development, i believe. music + soundscape implementation and whatnot, ykyk

”Keyboard”

Click clack click clack
Click clack click clack
Click                   clack  
          clack click 
fears turned into sprawling words
uniform
standard size
times new roman
sometimes courier new
I’m never quite sure what I mean
When I write the things I do

I write pretentiously about stupid things
Like songs and shows and really weird games
But nothing seems to express the pain 
quite like writing can do
LOL that last line was so angsty
Teen edginess galore
I guess I’ll end this poem now
Cause I’ve gotten much too bored.

”A Poem I Wrote Whilst Falling Asleep”

Here I lie
tangled in wires
like in Serial Experiments Lain. But, you know. Lamer.
My computer is watching me type this. 
My phone would be too, if I didn’t have its camera smothered by blankets at the moment. 
Sometimes
I don’t know
Why I even make things.
I mean- I kind of do. 
but not entirely. 
I probably just make to make
To let things out
To let things in
Express myself and my inspirations
"I’ll finish this later"







...But I never did.

"The Heavens, As Viewed From Below"

Our measly god has shunned the world
Learn from me the truth, unfurled
In his domain is where you begin
He'll croon and whistle, twirl and spin
Hoping you don't leave him alone again.

Our measly god has shunned the world
Views himself above child, boy, and girl
Maybe in truth, he really is
Above us all, a building whiz
But that matters not, in no view but his.

Our measly god has shunned the world
Twisted words he hesitated to hurl
Atop the hill
He observes the thrills
And yearns for a friend shunned long ago.

Current plan

btw i'm gonna spampost a buncha my poems real quick and then will prob start actually posting normalstyle

"Good use of WiFi"


Principal makes a dollar
Teachers make a dime
That’s why I pirate Vocaloid
During school time
 

test post wooooooooo

 ooooooh ahhhhhhhhh so spooky scary new blog jumpscare raghhhh