May 25, 2005 20:33
(sometime last school year)
i'm like a first grader
with a crush,
a teenager filled with lust,
is it true love?
or just a fling?
this feeling that makes me
want to sing,
i'd die to have him
yet kill to live,
like alice in wonderland,
i'm falling through a hole,
time stands still,
his love makes me whole,
attention from him
is like a good glass of wine,
it makes me happy,
it makes me kind,
when he goes,
i won't know what to do,
please, promise me,
you won't forget,
you know who you are,
don't leave me yet,
'cause when you do,
i'll be lost in myself
i'll be lost without you.
(late last school year)
broken hearts
broken dreams
who knew that love could hurt so much?
porcelain dolls
without souls
shattered visions
shattered lives
so much pain
to hold inside
all you get
all you see
is another blank wall
another face in the sea
do i have feelings, yes
will i show them, no
because i'll see you there
mocking me
you must have been crazy
how could you
infront of me
you're a liar,
a coward,
how stupid of me
to think you had changed
i guess i was blinded
by the things you had said
the bittersweet words
went straight to my head
to have and to hold
'til the next one comes along
and she'll be lured into your lair
with your honey & your charm
so now i have learned
that when "true" love ends
its easier to live a lie and pretend
don't say goodbye
don't cry at all
just live your lie
and marry a doll.
for history (april 2005)
(little boy's voice talking):
mama, why do we go to war?
why do we fight?
why can't we talk it out?
why can't we do it right?
(18 yr. old boy's voice):
you've always told me to walk away,
you taught me not to hate
why are they sending me over there?
how can they seal my fate?
so many questions
whose answers i havent learned
i'm going to fight
a war i don't believe in
if i don't come back
mom, just know
i didn't want to go
"if i die before i wake,
i pray the lord, my soul to take"
if i don't wake up
if i don't see dawn
mom, just know
i didn't want to go
shattered lives
broken dreams
shards and rubble
blood and screams
i see nothing
but death and destruction
everyday it seems
when they send my 'ffects
back home to you
tell 'em, i didn't want to go
when they come knocking
on our front door
tell 'em, i didn't want to go
when you read that ugly
yellow telegram
tell 'em, i didn't want to go
mama, i miss you
and i love you
mom, just know
i didn't want to go
(little boy's voice talking):
mama, why do we go to war?
why do we fight?
why can't we talk it out?
why don't we do it right?
(fading out)
mama, i miss you
i love you
mama, just know
i didn't want to go...
alrighty, that's all i've found so far...
i'm not gonna post the other's bc theyre a bit erm...personal..
ttyl xoxo-theresa