About the Creator

Name: Angel Renee

Age: 24

Why I created www.undizcovered.com: I created undiZcovered.com in 2004 to help people with a wide variety of talents help gain recognition. The site and mission has been revamped as I honed in on the importance of music in my own life. Now undiZcovered Magazine, which receives approximately 40,000 hits every month, has interviewed numerous bands including Evans Blue.  I hope you enjoy the site. Keep on rockin. \m/

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"dog"

I feel like shit
cause you're a dead beat dad.
You walked out on me
when you were all that I had.

I cant fight it.
You're a father I don't want.
Your golden boy was black inside
and now I'm just a cunt.

He built himself a pedestal;
he was preaching to the world.
But when everyone was sleeping
he raped your baby girl.

So will you forgive him, dad-
this two-faced fucking liar?
Will you let him in your gate
and escort me to the fire?

I'll no longer raise my hands
to show you that I care.
Instead I'll raise one finger
high into the air

because I feel like shit.
You're just a dead beat dad
and I will burn for all his sins
because he made me sad.

So daddy, tell me something
what do you think of that?
Your golden girl was bright inside
and now she's turning black.
 

"Broken Halo"

I'm getting tired of resisting.
Worn out from my own existing.
I'm a little bit a good, a little bit a bad.
I'm just a little girl, who's feeling a little sad.
A pair of wings and a lovely halo
doesn't make me such an angel.
I'm getting tired from all this standing.
People are starting to get demanding.
Oh please remove me from this pedestal.
The sign says were open, but no, I'm not for sale.

If you can hear me, raise your hand.
I'm doing everything and all that I can.
I'm on the edge of my cloud
yelling at the world and screaming really loud.
I'm a little bit a good, a little bit a bad.
I'm just a little girl, who's feeling a little sad.
Oh, I never said I was an angel.

I'm trying so hard to be your quote, perfect.
Just because I wear this crown doesn't make me worth it.
I'm sick and tired of being something I'm not
and I'm sick of acting like nothing I'm not.
A pair of wings and a lovely halo
doesn't make me such an angel.
On the outside I'm pretty, but deep in me I feel I'm bruisin'.
Nobody thinks I can make a mistake, but just like you,
I am only human.

If you can hear me, raise your hand.
I'm doing everything and all that I can.
I'm on the edge of my cloud
yelling at the world and screaming really loud.
I'm a little bit a good, a little bit a bad.
I'm just a little girl, who's feeling a little sad.

Oh, I never said I was an angel.
Throw away this broken halo.

I never said I was an angel.
Throw away this broken halo.
Throw it away!
Throw it away!
Throw away this broken angel.
 

“Bleed”

It feels just like I’m dyin’.

The pain keeps me cryin’

cuz I wasted a whole year.

You torment me with your love.

You say I’m better off with none.

But- that is what I fear.

You think you’re just a mistake.

So now it’s easier to hate

than love someone who wants to go.

You promised to the end.

But now I have to start again

and what is next I do not know.

I’ll try my best to stay sober

Now that this is over

even though it should have last.

All the times that we shared…

You know, I’m not getting anywhere

when I’m living in the past.

So I will think of you no more.

You made my heart so sore.

It goes to show that no one tries.

I will refuse to cut myself

And place my blade upon the shelf.

Cuz I can’t bleed myself of all your lies.

I hope I’ll be okay.

You’re not listening anyway.

And sometimes I think I’ve had enough.

I’ll forget you like I should

And deep down I wish I could

bleed myself of all your love.

"Stitches"

I'm already dead.
They just haven't buried me yet.
I've been crawling towards my grave
since the day I was born.

I'm not afraid
to die a violent death
or to have the heart
of a thousand lovers scorned.

Minus the feeling
of having wounds cut deeper
life is rather tolerable
and I don't mind the stitches.

It's true I am comfortable
with the reality of what things are...
hopelessly defective-
so fuck the normal bitches.

"Boil"

I watch our love
dissipate
like vapor rising
over a boiling pot of water.
I watch my heart
break
like a bride who was left
standing at the altar.
I feel our world
crush
like a pill being pounded
by a mortar and pestle.
I hear your words
hush
like a poet whose expressions
agonize and wrestle.
I sense our fate
struggling
like prey trying to flee
from the venom of a snake.
I watch my life
crumbling
like a tornado crashing
into the home that we make.
I feel my hope
fade
like the colors of the sunset
leaving into the night.
I smell our trust
decay
like the body of a carcass
that died inside a fight.
I watch our love
dissipate
like vapor rising
over a boiling pot of water,
and
it makes me sad.