It's time to party.
Time to have fun.
It's time to laugh,
And time to run.
Chase each other around the house.
In the dark playing boogie man.
Being opposite of a mouse.
No need to have to pretend.
We can be ourselves.
Just hanging with our friends.
Clearing off the shelves.
I hope this never ends.
Knowing that you love them.
Knowing that they love you too.
No matter what happens.
No matter what you say or do.
They're the ones that get you.
Know what you're about.
They love you anyway.
And that's what it's about.
It doesn't matter who I am, What I do, Or how I act. It matters how I feel and what I write.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Lacking
I think you know what I'm thinking.
I think you know how I feel.
I think you know what I'm talking about,
When I say that I can't heel.
It's happened over and over.
I've always been able to bounce back.
But this time was different.
This time I was of lack.
I was lacking strength.
Lacking ability.
Lacking words.
But not humility,
Now I am of alone,
Sitting here crying.
Because of what you did.
That left my soul dying.
But I must say,
That it doesn't seem that way.
I'm good at hiding the truth.
My feeling that aloof.
For I was lacking.
I think you know how I feel.
I think you know what I'm talking about,
When I say that I can't heel.
It's happened over and over.
I've always been able to bounce back.
But this time was different.
This time I was of lack.
I was lacking strength.
Lacking ability.
Lacking words.
But not humility,
Now I am of alone,
Sitting here crying.
Because of what you did.
That left my soul dying.
But I must say,
That it doesn't seem that way.
I'm good at hiding the truth.
My feeling that aloof.
For I was lacking.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I Don't Know What To Do
I don't know what to do.
I don't know what to say.
I don't know about you.
I don't think I can stay.
I know that I must go.
For I must be alone.
But something you must show.
Will keep me out of know.
Not knowing what to say.
Not knowing what to do.
Not thinking I can stay.
I'm really not trusting you.
I don't know what to say.
I don't know about you.
I don't think I can stay.
I know that I must go.
For I must be alone.
But something you must show.
Will keep me out of know.
Not knowing what to say.
Not knowing what to do.
Not thinking I can stay.
I'm really not trusting you.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Breaking
Why does every one want to hurt me?
Why am I the object of pain?
Why does no one try to think?
Think of the feelings inside of me.
I know I'll get over it.
I can't stay mad long.
But I'll just keep loosing in the end.
And my heart will soon be gone.
Either if it runs away.
Or if it decides to brake.
It is not what I will blame.
For I wish that I could do the same.
Why am I the object of pain?
Why does no one try to think?
Think of the feelings inside of me.
I know I'll get over it.
I can't stay mad long.
But I'll just keep loosing in the end.
And my heart will soon be gone.
Either if it runs away.
Or if it decides to brake.
It is not what I will blame.
For I wish that I could do the same.
Not me but you
You see my eyes.
You see my face.
You see my body.
You see my raise.
That is what matters to you.
Not really me.
You like to try to rue
everything I might be.
I'm sorry for you.
That will not happen.
Trust it will not do.
Or my heart will go snapping.
It's not me it's you.
Yes o'yes that is true.
Not me not me.
But you, but you
You see my face.
You see my body.
You see my raise.
That is what matters to you.
Not really me.
You like to try to rue
everything I might be.
I'm sorry for you.
That will not happen.
Trust it will not do.
Or my heart will go snapping.
It's not me it's you.
Yes o'yes that is true.
Not me not me.
But you, but you
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