hmmmm

these tears i cry are over you.
i'm lost without you, i dont know what to do.
i just wish people would understand me.
why can't they open their eyes and see?
i want you by my side.
i want to hold you tight.
i want to be able to, because i'm stupid and i was mean to you.

A Pair of Shorts!

love is like a pair of shorts
you can wear and tear, and even sew it back up,
over and over again.
but eventually the stiches will fall out,
and you'll grow out of it.

Yeah Yeah

as i think of what to say,
i realize that things dont always go my way.
it makes meupset,
but boy you can bet,
that you'll soon be making me giggle,
my mind will draw a blank, a sqiggle.
then i'm back
where i started at,
as i think of what to say.

Our Army

all the men fighting for us.
showing their bravery by putting on a front.

being gone for so long, away from their loved ones.
risking their lives to save ours.
the serious looks on their faces, as they pull the trigger, scarred, for life, forever.
they train you to have no emotion, no attachment.

"now i lay me down to sleep, i pray for the soilders, and their wives as they weep. please god, bring them all home safe and sound, back their roots, where they are bound."

Always && Forever

i hope we can work things out b/c i love you very much
it'll make me very happy if again our lips can touch
i'll always love you, b/c my heart is what you hold
if only did what you were told
everyone, even me told you what the outcome would be
if you didnt stop hurting me
but you still continued breaking my heart
but as much as i want it to be ALL your fault,
i also helped to tear us apart.

i'm here for you.

though im not exactly sure how i feel
i want you to know that i am here
i'm here for you to call
whenever your world may fall
if ever you need someone to talk to
let me know, b/c i'm here for you
just b/c my feelings have changed,
it doesnt mean i am deranged
its just seeing boys i used to like a lot
it makes me not want to be bought.
but dont you worry, b/c once i have seen what i lost
i will realize the cost.

Worse off

there's always someone out there who has it worse then you,
you want so badly to help them, but there's nothing you can do.
you have to watch them suffer, and live through all the pain,
of knowing their life story, from that there's nothing to gain.
all they want to love, and to be loved in return.
to die and go above, that is all they urn.

...untitled

i'm tired, i'm weak.
i'm lost, i can'tspeak.
i'm cold, i'm hot.
i want something i haven't got.

the girl who...

she was the kind of girl who:
taught 5th grade
was tuff
was huge hearted
walked around with a fake smile
loved boots
loved coffee
starver herself to fit in
screamed everynight
always watched tv
loved to loved not rubbed*
was broken inside
left as a child to servive on her own
saw ghosts
hated reading
loved to shop
talked behind your back
had a phobia of snakes
refused to pick her nose
tried to steal robert's bike

RDM

i remember it, i remember it all. i remember the wedding, the fudge, that night. i remember the smirnoff, the anger, the sadness. i remember the next morning. i remember the day before you left us. you left all of us. we all miss you. it was late august. not long before that tragic night, i saw you, i was lying on my couch and you said to me "what are you sick er something?" it was a day i will never forget. i'll never forget the anger/sadness in your eyes that night. drinking then fighting, not a good mix. no one will ever tell what happend. lies and decite to cover up one another. we are all down here, wondering, and waiting. waiting for justice to be served. until then, until we see you again, know we all love you and you will forever be missed.


R.I.P Ryan David :-*