Hold yourself up, be your own crutch.


I have no idea what I'm doing right now. I've just been doing things that I've needed to (like signing up for the ACT and going to the gym) and then kind of just hung around. I need some sort of plan of what I really want to do. A summer plan. I don't mean every single day planned out. I just mean that I should make a list of things I want to do. I'm going to add things on to this list with every entry until the summer and then I'll try to complete them. This will make my last summer seem like it has meaning I think. I don't really like the phrase "last summer." It's too definite. It's okay, I'll get used to it. I know that I am definitely ready to be done with high school and go pursue something great. That'll be fun. I Also, I said that I was going to write something using only my prior blog entries. I tried, but I didn't. I'm still going to, just not right now. I write the same way in every single entry so it is hard to find different phrases to use. I did write something today though, so I'll use that as a filler for now.

Again, criticism is welcome.

seems today is far from great.

Shampoo in my eyes, my hair won’t stay in place.

With the sun blinding my view as I drive down the street

I’m still singing

cause these things can’t take me off my feet


Cringe in the dust and stomp through the rain

You haven’t felt anything yet

People can take twice the pain

Bones will creak and blades will rust

Hold yourself up, be your own crutch


Helpless is something you might know too well

With a will as cracked as the liberty bell

He said “I think I’m going nowhere fast”

Well hold up your head and throw open the door

You can do it yourself, we’re all a little torn.


Cringe in the dust and stomp through the rain

You haven’t felt anything yet

People can take twice the pain

Bones will creak and blades will rust

Hold yourself up, be your own crutch


Can you hear it through the megaphone?

Everyone screaming “Build your own throne.”


Cringe in the dust and stomp through the rain

You haven’t felt anything yet

People can take twice the pain

Bones will creak and blades will rust

Hold yourself up, be your own crutch


Can you hear it through the megaphone?

Everyone screaming “Build your own throne.”


3 comments:

Cameron said...


I could definitely see your lyrics in music I would listen to. They remind me of Say Anything's and Bayside's songs.

Dylan said...


Haha, that's my inspiration so I wouldn't be surprised if I even had a tempo similar to one of their songs in mind when I wrote it.

Dina said...


I love this, you're very talented. Do you have music to go with?