...It's all i've got...

I see them
Those eyes…and I know what they mean.
And why the fall in my directs and make me want to scream.
Why do I dare open my mouth.
I don't I just keep it shut.
I'm sorry.
The same topic.
Keeps coming up.

But it's all I've got.

I know you hate it.
When I talk about this stuff.
But sometimes I just want to say
I'm sorry.

It's all I've got.

I don't know about all this stuff
you guys can talk about.
I'm out of the loop
So to speak.
A loop made of glass.
So I can see in.
And you can see out.
But I can't break it.
So I try to talk to you about what we both love.
I'm sorry.

It's all I've got.

It's something I've always loved.
But I hid It form peering eyes.
But then you liked it to.
I was so happy.
Because…

It's all I've got.

So now I will scream…
….because

IT'S ALL I'VE GOT!

For what he believes...

Hmmm....


I wasn't sure how to start this blog...usually I would write a depressing poem about how I feel about things. But today I am determined not to, even something inside me needs to be left out...and it’s calling to me in poem form....


Hmmm...
Lately I have just watched, watched as the world has being spiralling past me. Assessments are starting...I should really study. I am dreading the drama oral.

I love English though. I am able to express myself one of the only way I know how...through words, sentences and phrases...through a story.

My story for English is about sacrifice, love, and fighting for your own beliefs...




I named it “For what he believes" and the last line is: ...and I will fight and scream for what he believed, even when they hang me form the gallows...

Somtimes i wonder...just wonder... latley i have been drawing a strange symbol..its just pops into my head..and i have to draw it...

its sort of like this..

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        Look and
                            wonder

i don't know what it means
i don't know what anything means
My mind won't let me remember my dreams
i just see flashs...of people..but i can't see who they are...but i feel like i know them..
i think he finds me annoying....

Sea Of Love? More Like a River of Confusion.

Come with me
My love

To the sea

The sea of love

I want to tell you

how much

I love you

You are always trying to keep it real

I'm in love with how you feel

I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else

But you...

And I try to be more like you

Speak louder and prouder and hide my love but it spills out

Angela, Angela

 you're a danger he's addicted to

Oh Angela, Angela

you're a danger he's addicted to

So I'll try to be more, more like you

Kiss me down by the broken tree house

Swing me upon its hanging tire

Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat

We'll take the trail marked on your father's map..

Here is the church and here is the steeple

We sure are cute for two ugly people

I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else

But you...

 

I tried so hard and got so far

But in the end it doesn't even matter

I had to fall to lose it all

But in the end it doesn't even matter

You're not alone

Together we stand

I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand!

I wanna tell you

how much
I love you

See what i mean...Confusing isn't it.

Quietly…ever so quietly.

Lately I haven't blogged much. I would occasionally stare at the blogger home page, debating with myself whether it was worth it to type in my password or not.

And eventually I did.

Life has been odd. Lately. Yes odd. It has had its ups and down, its lefts and rights, its ins and outs, sometimes it left me feeling sad. Sometimes happy. Sometimes I wanted to scream..or to run. But then life gives me things that make me feel like I am standing on mount Everest…not feeling the cold.

The band (insert original name here), is sounding so Good right now…well technically it sounded so good..last Sunday, when we were all together, singing Kiss me, flightless bird American mouth, anyone else but you and so on. All our voices fit together…and we love to sing and play guitars (well for the people that actually play them) and we have fun doing it.

Music camp this weekend…I am half looking forward to it..and half dreading it…and I don't really know why.

Well I will end my pathetic post with a pathetic poem I wrote.

~ listen to the words I say,

Floating by on the wind,

Watching us under the dreary grey.

Quietly, ever so quietly,

They whisper in your ears,

Things I have wanted to say to you,

For many many years.

For quietly, ever so quietly,

I still hope for that day,

When you will find yourself

walking my way.

No more tears will I shed for you,

No more pain,

Because I hope still,

That there is much to gain.~