[ID: Two images of two separate pages from a book of collected short stories and poems. The first image is a picture of the Table of Contents, which lists Gerard Way’s poems named “short story” and “hate box” as appearing on page eight. The second image is a picture of page eight. The poems are placed side by side on the page. On the left is “short story.”: “you will never get what you want. you will never feel again — never. and everything will happen to you.
you will grow old. you will lose everything you have. you will see lies and carnivals — all before dinner time.
you will cry. you will cry. you will cry. and you will find yourself standing in a park. piss-drunk, screaming some girls name.
you will fail. you will win. you will lose. you will watch people die and “Family Feud” on T.V.
you will not understand this. you will not find what you are looking for. you will not smell like roses. you will leave everyone. and move far away. sometimes.”
On the right is “hate box.”:
“listless and futile mosaics and life a tingle a mantle a physics exam
a reading of Shakespeare childhood toys sing prayer as this hopelessness dares to linger nerves like cobwebs fragile and throbbing with life
slipping into false coma too late was eons ago and dad teaches me to ride a bicycle for the first— time is broken down car you have to push till it hurts
clothes nicotine stained battery acid corrodes my new pairs of Keds and tugs at the laces holding me together opened a door I can’t close broken a lock I can’t fix
shag carpet philosophies barrettes and pom-poms its a bird its a plane its me and I’m dead
I just don’t know it yet.”
The page ends with “Gerard Way, Class of ‘95″ /End ID]
Oh and should the link die one day, I saved it in Wayback Machine
when my chemical romance said “when i grow up i want to be nothing at all” and when my chemical romance said “you only hear the music when your heart begins to break” and when my chemical romance said “i won’t go down by myself but i’ll go down with my friends” and when my chemical romance said “take my fucking hand and never be afraid again” and when my chemical romance said “mostly i’ve been sprawled on these cathedral steps while spitting out the blood and screaming, ‘someone save us!’” and when my chemical romance said
“Look alive, sunshine! 109 in the sky, but the pigs won’t quit, you’re here with me, Dr. Death Defying. I’ll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter. Pumpin’ out the slaughtermatic sounds to keep you alive, a system failure for the masses, antimatter for the master plan, louder than God’s revolver and twice as shiny! This one’s for all you rock ‘n rollers, all you crash queens and motor babies, listen up!”
Gerard giving the crowd what they want! And plenty of it during My Chemical Romance’s performance July 28, 2007 during the Projekt Revolution Tour at the Hyundai Pavillion at Glen Helen in San Bernadino, California.
