"Angels Cry" By Brad Rohrer

This is a song I wrote last night. I had the inspiration a while ago for the chorus, and originally I was going to incorporate it into some artwork, but as of late I've been getting back into the rhythm of music again and so instead of emotion spewing onto the sketchbook, it spewed into my notebook. You can take it how you see fit.

In the corner of my room
Curled up in a ball
Afraid I would fall
I reached for your hand
But it wasn't there
It wasn't there

This fate I didn't choose
Deep in my heart
All became dark
I asked for some light
But you didn't share
You didn't Share

(chorus)
Those who make angels cry
Deserve to die
But why can't I
Make this angel mine?
Make this angel mine...
Make this angel mine...

Left me so confused
I couldn't get up
It's been tough
I needed your help
But you didn't care
No, you didn't care

Ive been forced to lose
I needed advice
To set my life right
I felt so alone
It just isn't fair
It just isn't fair

Chorus

I'm feeling abandoned
Because you won't make up your mind
But now I'm demandin'
You stop wasting my time

I was concerned
Because I was alone
But now I've learned
And now I know

Chorus

Oh, and by the way, if anyone out there is any good at putting melodies to lyrics, I could really use your help. I'm a total percussionist at heart and because of it I'm horrible at coming up with anything but rhythms.

No one has the balls to cut the third wheel off.

Thats exactly what I am these days. Nothing but the third wheel that simply makes everyone feel awkward. Now, of course it bothers me to be the third wheel. You know, the guy whos invited places just because it would be rude to leave him out, the guy who has an amazing way of being unwanted in even the best of circumstances, the guy whos given those little insults every day that have some hidden meaning in them. Well ya know what? Im getting sick and tired of it. It doesnt really bother I'm the third wheel. I mean, its like my uncle says; if theres a room with ten people in it, theres always going to be the one that no one gets along with. What pisses me off though, is that people have to put on the smiles because it would be rude to do otherwise. If you don't want me hanging around, then f***king say it to my face, because we all know you're thinking it.

But then theres the flip side. Why do I even hang out with these people if I know theyd rather me not even be there in the first place? Because Im hanging on my last shred of humanity before I completely lose it and end up being the guy on the news for nothing good. And you know what the really sad thing is? The only time I'm the third wheel is when I'm with the people I want to be with most. The only time I do something to make someone feel awkward is when I try to be the least obtrusive as possible. The only time I say the wrong thing is when it matters most. The only time Im not cool is when Ill be decided the leper afterwards.

Not as if anyone wants to know whats on my mind anyway.

Good God

You know what I hate? When people decide its ok to make fun of things they have no idea about.

I hate idiots.