Monday, February 28, 2005
I wish people could see beyond my looks
And past the scars
And the paths i took I wish they could see me for who I am and what I am meant to be.
I wish they could see my personality look past all the hurt in my faceI want people to just see me for me for who I am.
Gone so Real
There he goes,
I say good-bye
Tears running down my cheeks as i begin to cry.
I can't take this anymore the pain is so strong,
so real or at least, I'm going to make it real.
Now he's gone, it's all over I run in the house, head for the bathroom.
As you lock the door sit on the floor,out comes the glass ,I tell myself no,
sadness begins to fade.
Anger sets in the pain from the cut streams out the rest, all this over him.
Nothing seems to be worth that except him or the feeling of him in my presence.
Who knew I'd be hurt this much, everyone asks why,but no one understands and they never will.
Never letting go
Everything changed when he left me from the start.
Like he tore a hole right through my heart.
Nothing mattered how bad I felt.
When he came back I began to melt.
What he did was so hurtful,
He said I'm sorry
and I could never forgive him,
But I said I could because
I loved him.
He will pay for this heartbreak but I love him with every breath I take. I miss the way he used to be I miss the way he seemed so close to me...
Sunday, February 27, 2005
I guess it's better this way
I guess some things just need to happen
Some songs are better left unsung.
Words left unsaid
Tears left uncried .
I didn't realize it till this very night
When i really thought,
Why?
Why should i cry for you
No matter how much i do,
the things will always be the same.
It'll be... the same
Now I'll just let it be .
It's better this way for you...And eventually... for me.
Saturday, February 26, 2005
Think about it... Take a Sec
The reason people tell secrets to their friends is not only because they know that their friends are going to be trustworthy.It's not just because they trust that friend. it's because they want to let it out so that they can talk to that friend about it. My point is, when someone tells you something, cheer them up if it's a bad thing. and talk to them about it. don't avoid what they said thinking that you will get their mind off it. because you don't you just make them keep the pain inside. and you just make them think that there's no one in the world that they can talk to. when someone tells you something, don't just agree to it. Respond with enthusiasm...Actually think about what they said.
DON'T HEAR IT. LISTEN TO IT
and when nobody is telling you secrets and stuff like that...here's probably the main reason...It's usually not because they can't trust you.If your best friends are not telling you stuff, it's most likely because you are probably going to be like okay. so. yeah I agree.'and then you will change the subject. Then your friend is just left with nothing but a worry that their never going to have someone to talk to.And if you are never serious about things.
If you're always in a joking manner...
THEN HOW ARE THEY SUPPOSED TO TELL YOU ANYTHING?
THINK ABOUT THIS
Thursday, February 24, 2005
To The Both Of You
No matter how many times I would try to get him
off my mind, I can't.
It's like he is always on my mind never wanting to erase.
A wise friend told me it's called memories not the past.
Because the past never passes it's the memories that is left
to linger in my mind.
The memory is like a falling
tree except never reaching
it's destination to the ground.
It's just there in the air.
Following me like, like I've followed him.
He blew me away like if I was just a leaf
but one day the leaves that are memories
will hit the ground, like decompose leaving
nothing but memories. I realized there's been someone
along right in front of me,
wanting every detail of me.
More than you ever did and ever will,
A person that has been standing in front of me this whole time.
I never realized because I acted like him
too blind to see the beauty that lies within an in love heart.
I've been after him even though all I ever wanted was love in return.
Dedicated two special people
