I swear I'd rip my heart out if you said you'd be impressed
I can't wait to hit the stage
I want to be that breath of fresh air
If I could take your pain away I would scream for you
I'm as smooth as the skin that rolls across the small of your back
I will now bring new meaning to the word alone
You can love me, leave me, or rip me apart, this is the voice that I was given
I am Bryce. Please do not refer to me as "scene" or "emo" because I just might kill you for it. I am neither. To be exact I would rather refer to myself as "scandalous" hence my nickname. If you see me in public and shout "hey you're Bryce Scandalous" I might reply. If you say "d00d I lyk saw u on mysp@ce" I might ignore you. Chances are if you see me in public I'm either extremely depressed or fucking bouncing off the walls (perhaps even both in the same night). Live with it. It's just who I am.
P.S. - Memories mean a lot to me. So make them. New ones. Don't make the old ones anymore broken than they already have been.