Please stop

Please stop the drama,
The lies,
The hate.
Because I get pissed,
Then I realize that I am to blame,
Even if it isn't my fault at all.
With all the blame I put on myself,
The last step is the black water effect.
Black water effect,
When you cry so much that your mascara runs,
Down your face,
And looks like black water.
So just please stop.
If not from me.
Then for yourself.
Because I do love you.

This is what I want

I want to not be afraid to try new things.
I want to travel the country, with my camera, all the Beatles cds.
I want to capture the beauty and sorrow this world has in it.
I want to love.
I want to fear.
I want to fall so far that I can only go up.
I want to make a difference.


Peoples biggest problem is they don't truly know what they want. They will say they want something, but then a few minutes later they change their mind. Don't get me wrong, I am being a wee bit of a hypocrite, actually that is a lie. I don't normally tell people what I want but I feel like people should know. I have a tendency to go with whatever someone else wants...not anymore. I am sick of people using me and wasting my time. For instance, someone will come talk to me and ask for help. I listen and try to help them as best as I can. Give them advice, hell advice that I know for a fact will work, no I am not conceited I am just right the majority of the time. So what will they go and do? Completely ignore what I told them and then they come back complaining to me. Um...hello you dumb fuck I told you what to do and you didn't listen what makes you think that I am going to spend anymore time on you...well I am. Why? Because I have a tendency to care about people too much. Eh, bad thing? Hell yeah. Good thing? Can be when they care about me. But I am learning that I am just wasting my time on these people, so I am done with them. I am not going to listen to everyone's sob story. The truth is I don't care anymore!

I would just love to have a house with a tree in the middle of it. I think it is beautiful and for me it represents that we live with nature.

With a little help from my friends

What would you think if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me.
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song,
And I'll try not to sing out of key.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm,I get high with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends.

Do you need anybody?
I need somebody to love.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love.

What do I do when my love is away.
(Does it worry you to be alone)
How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you're on your own)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, get high with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, gonna to try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody?
I need somebody to love.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love.

Would you believe in a love at first sight?
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time.
What do you see when you turn out the light?
I can't tell you, but I know it's mine.
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm I get high with a little help from my friends,
Oh, I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody?
I just need someone to love.
Could it be anybody?
I want somebody to love

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, gonna try with a little help from my friends
Ooh, I get high with a little help from my friends
Yes I get by with a little help from my friends,
with a little help from my friends

It is time for us to grow up.

Parents always tell us that we will make mistakes.
It is part of growing up.
But the part that some people don't get is,
Is learning from our mistakes.
Learning to accept the consequences.
Learning to acknowledge you screwed up.

It's all but a story now...

Here I am to weave you a story,
A story about love, trust, respect,
And a lost friendship.
One girl choose the wrong person,
A hateful, rude, disrespectful,
Just all in all mean boy.
Over her friend.
That loved her for who she was.
Looked past all her flaws and mistakes,
Dispute everyone else.
She did love that girl, still does.
But she lost all respect for that girl.
She can't trust that girl.
He was only looking for attention.
He wanted to make her friend angry.
Scream and yell.
He got his attention.
The friend spent the night with people she didn't know that well.
But she felt like she had known them forever.
Despite all the drama the friend had a great time.
She doesn't regret anything,
It wasn't her fault.
She isn't going to say sorry.
She isn't going to get hurt again.
It's all but a story now.
Something in their past.
It cannot be rewritten.
So why do we continue to mourn our stories?

What's wrong with me?

Constantly making a big deal about everything.
From small things to big things,
And everything in between.
My life isn't that bad,
But I continue to complain.

So tell me to shut up.
Tell me you are sick of me.
Just kick me down.
Don't let me back up,
Until I realize,
That I do have a good life.

What's wrong now you ask?
I have nothing to say,
Because nothing is really wrong.
I just want attention.
So I mop around,
With hair in my face,
A frown,
A few tears,
And a blade.
What's wrong with me?
Nothing is.
I just love to complain.

So tell me to shut up.
Tell me you are sick of me.
Just kick me down.
Don't let me back up,
Until I realize,
That I do have a good life.

I am loved,
I have food,
Clothes,
A house,
Everything I could want.
So why do I,
Continue to complain?

So tell me to shut up.
Tell me you are sick of me.
Just kick me down.
Don't let me back up,
Until I realize,
That I do have a good life.