Welcome
Welcome to Save a Starving Author.
If you're here then you may know me after a fashion as either my alias Jocasta Lizzbeth Moonshadow, my nickname Square, or my real name which is Rebecca Clare Smith. If you don't know what this site is about then please click the introduction page on the navigation bar to your left. In order to make it a little more interesting for you, I have placed the links to the pages for poetry, stories, artwork and photography throughout the song lyrics below. This means that you have a surprise at every click. If that doesn't appeal to you then try the introduction page where you can find clear links to these pages.
Fall Out Boy
I've Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "just friends"
We're the kids who feel like dead ends
And I want to be known for my hits, not just my misses
I took a shot and didn't even come close
At trust and love and hope
And the poets are just kids who didn't make it
Who never had it at all
And the record won't stop skipping
And the lies just won't stop slipping
And besides my reputation's on the line
We can fake it for the airwaves
Force our smiles, baby, half dead
From comparing myself to everyone else around me
Please put the doctor on the phone 'cause I'm not making any sense
Blame everyone but me for this mess
And my back has been breaking from this heavy heart
We never seemed so far
I'm hopelessly hopeful, that you're just hopeless enough
But we never had it at all
