Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Parents
are totally unreasonable. they blow everything out of proportion. they never understand. they always over react. they don't ever see your side of the story. they don't believe the world has changed, that anything has changed, since they were a kid. they don't wanna face the fact that kids grow up, become independent and make their own choices. parents just don't get kids. at least mine don't get me. idk how it is for everyone else but right now, my parents are crazy. it's not even funny. i could go on and on about them. ugh. forget it. whatever. bye.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Another song
Perfection is
something worth striving for
love is
walking right out the door
Following her
would be a big mistake
but walking away
is something i can't take
What to do
where to go
follow her?
maybe.. no.
She's over there
when i'm right here
loosing her
thats what i fear
What will happen
in the end
will she even be
my friend?
What to do
where to go
follow her?
maybe.. no.
I can't help
but feel this way
"it's so wrong"
thats what they say
On the beach
all day long
listening to
our favorite song
We will be
hand in hand
walking along
the white sand....
Where will i go
what will i do
i think i know
how to prove
That i'm the one
above the rest
you tell me
that i'm the best
So let us go
from here
i'm listening
you have my ear
Where will i go
what will i do
i think i know
what is true.
I think i know
what i'll do.
something worth striving for
love is
walking right out the door
Following her
would be a big mistake
but walking away
is something i can't take
What to do
where to go
follow her?
maybe.. no.
She's over there
when i'm right here
loosing her
thats what i fear
What will happen
in the end
will she even be
my friend?
What to do
where to go
follow her?
maybe.. no.
I can't help
but feel this way
"it's so wrong"
thats what they say
On the beach
all day long
listening to
our favorite song
We will be
hand in hand
walking along
the white sand....
Where will i go
what will i do
i think i know
how to prove
That i'm the one
above the rest
you tell me
that i'm the best
So let us go
from here
i'm listening
you have my ear
Where will i go
what will i do
i think i know
what is true.
I think i know
what i'll do.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
Blue
It all started out
as us just friends
now I'm waiting
for you till the end.
It all started out
with a simple dream
turned into a hope,
desire for this theme.
It all started out
with just a small hug
now it's grown to big ones
gone from like to maybe love.
I can picture you're name
two syllables so strong
but yet soft and tender
oh how for you i long.
You don't demand my attention
you just draw it in
i can't wait until i
get to be with you again.
With you it's different
we are never fighting
it feels so right
us soon uniting.
I miss the sound
of your voice
falling for you
i had no choice.
Let happen what will
it's all for the best
i love talking to you
even if i get no rest.
Who needs sleep
when they can have love
it's not of this world
but from up above.
I've been told
i'm a metaphysical poet
thats fine with me
at least i know it.
But it's not about me
this is about you
how when we're together
there is no being blue.
as us just friends
now I'm waiting
for you till the end.
It all started out
with a simple dream
turned into a hope,
desire for this theme.
It all started out
with just a small hug
now it's grown to big ones
gone from like to maybe love.
I can picture you're name
two syllables so strong
but yet soft and tender
oh how for you i long.
You don't demand my attention
you just draw it in
i can't wait until i
get to be with you again.
With you it's different
we are never fighting
it feels so right
us soon uniting.
I miss the sound
of your voice
falling for you
i had no choice.
Let happen what will
it's all for the best
i love talking to you
even if i get no rest.
Who needs sleep
when they can have love
it's not of this world
but from up above.
I've been told
i'm a metaphysical poet
thats fine with me
at least i know it.
But it's not about me
this is about you
how when we're together
there is no being blue.
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