Well I REALLY like breathing! Thats fun. Other than that I don't know. Music is great it helps me block out the world when others become to much for me to handle. Books give me an escape from the harsh reality that is life. Reading is the thing I do when I have to get away, when life is to stressful or painful. T.V. basically just gives me something to do when I am bored. Something I have always wanted to do is learn an instrument. I really want to learn the cello. I know it sounds dumb but I have always loved the way they sound.
Music
What Evanescence song are you?[many outcomes + wonderful pictures]
Your Evanescence song is: Missing Eventhough it hurts very much for you to admit it to yourself, nobody really takes notice of you or seem to care. You want their love (family, friends, etc) but you never get what you want. Now you're leaving home trying to find a better place for yourself. Sadly you know you won't be missed and that hurts. You would give anything for being loved, but you can't do anything about it. You won't cry for my absence, I know - You forgot me long ago Take this quiz!
Will you never notice me?
Never appreciate me?
Never care?
I am doomed to be ignored.
Hidden in another's shadow.
My accomplishments put aside.
My problems forgotten.
My existence unnecessary,
Forgettable.
Alone in my misery,
only able to come to one conclusion.
I'm worthless. Unimportant.
Unworthy of the air I breathe.
So I stop trying.
Fading into the background.
To never be seen again.
I wasn't anything special anyway.
Dying inside,
Slowly decaying as the blood flow stops.
Watching those around me happy,
only quickens the process.
Unsure of what to do next,
just going where I think I should.
Saying what is expected.
And laughing when others do.
I'm hollow,
on autopilot.
Just hovering through life.
Slowly but surely,
losing myself.
The pain turned to a dull throb,
always pushed to the back of my conciseness,
Constantly there, but unable to be pin pointed.
Staggering through life,
hoping no one will notice.
Hating myself for hiding it.
But hating others worse for not knowing.
No one is going to save me this time.
Names Michael Lyons. Unfortunately average, except for a few differences in life. I'm 17 years old, 18 coming up soon. I got to Citrus high school. It's not to terrible, I guess. It might not be the best, but I met some amazing people there.
My best friend, Jennifer Barnes. We have been through hell together. she has always been there to help me with my problems, and has never turned down a chance to defend me. I'm not sure what I would do without her.
Then I have Briana. Someone I can always rely on to keep me strong.
Michelle is...different. Sometimes completely random, and when cold does her little "Michelle dance". Life just wouldn't be the same without her.
Larrisa is a lot of fun to be around, loves to be random. You will never be able to guess what she will do next.
I have 2 sisters, One older (heather) and one younger (Chelsea). Heather is an amazing sister. And I don't know how, but at 5' 3" is an intimidating person. She needs to teach me. She has a son, Riley. Greatest little kid you will ever meet. Little jerk knows how to get what he wants too. And my little niece Keirrah. My little sister, Chelsea, doesn't always make the best choices, and I might not always agree with her way of thinking. But I love her. She has had to deal with so much, we both have, and I will always be there for her. If I can be the one stable thing in her life, no matter the consequences to my own, I will.
I am originally from Coatesville P.A. and man do I miss it. I hate Florida. It sucks here.
Ok not much else, personality wise, I'm a little messed up, well thats what I was told. I think I'm fine XD. I tend to question everything I do, everyone always yells at me for it. I am a perfectionist who is really lazy. I like things to be perfect, but to lazy to care XD. I won't really ever speak my mind. Everything I say is usually carefully thought over before being said.
Unless I'm drunk. My friends tend to be girls, no I'm not gay. I have a girlfriend. I just feel more comfortable with them, for my own reasons. I tend to go into slight depressions out of nowhere. Sometimes I think I'm bipolar or something.
This cold is creeping into me.
Slowly draining me of my life.
Steadily making me more miserable....
I sit by,
watching it happen.
Helpless to do anything about it.
I stare, tears in my eyes,
As I realize that this is the end.
I no longer have a will to live.
I no longer care what happens to me.
My friends say they are worried.
my mom has no idea whats going on.
None of them could possible understand.
I am alone in this world.
Just me, and my misery.
And as this cold becomes more profound.
I find I do not care.
All feeling drained from my soul......
While sitting here,
I hear the cries of my friends,
Telling me to come back.
While waiting for the end.
I listen the screams of my mother,
begging for me to explain.
Pleading for me to help her understand.
But I do not come back.
I sink lower and lower into my self,
Into the cold.
To never be truly seen again...
