Im sorry, that Im way to honest, its that im brave,
I try and try to hold back but with you i always cave.
Im sorry that everytime we talk I can;t help but smile.
it even takes me so long just to take that phone and dial.
Im sorry that you give me those butterflies,
this feeling I get, puts me in surprise.
Im sorry that I can't help but wanna do stuff with you,
but come on? Your hot. You know its true.
Im sorry that I think your perfect.
but I feel like we connect.
Im sorry that i didnt text you before,
I didnt want to be one of those girls who you'd score.
Im sorry that I smile so much,
But as soon as we touch.
Wow, Im sorry but that feeling,
my heart your deffinetly stealing.
Im sorry that I talk to a lot,
Its cause I got a lot of thoughts.
Im sorry that I wish you were here right now,
cause if we were, wow.
You make me smile,
I know i have to wait, but for you i'll wait a while.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Dreams set me free
Words float through this mind,
not knowning what to write.
My mind is my light,
my mind is something that makes me feel home.
I put myself in the imagery that I am sitting at home.
My mind could brake through chrome.
Its strong, it's pure, it's where my dreams come from.
My dreams are who I might one day become.
These dreams bring me back to this home where is not reality,
through my dreams come religion, comes mortality.
My dreams flow,
they come & they go.
My home, my future, where I belong,
I have to get there, one day, stay strong.
I may not be physically there,
oh but when I am, always completly aware.
I know when I am, that smell that feeling,
it forms me, it's healing me.
Throughtout these dreams I smile cause I know,
God will one day bestow.
The power to make me whole,
I give him control.
My dreams will not ever be gone,
These dreams will bring me home,
they may sometimes roam,
but when that day comes as happy as I will be,
these dreams set me free,
These dreams are what keep me alive,
they will make me survive.
not knowning what to write.
My mind is my light,
my mind is something that makes me feel home.
I put myself in the imagery that I am sitting at home.
My mind could brake through chrome.
Its strong, it's pure, it's where my dreams come from.
My dreams are who I might one day become.
These dreams bring me back to this home where is not reality,
through my dreams come religion, comes mortality.
My dreams flow,
they come & they go.
My home, my future, where I belong,
I have to get there, one day, stay strong.
I may not be physically there,
oh but when I am, always completly aware.
I know when I am, that smell that feeling,
it forms me, it's healing me.
Throughtout these dreams I smile cause I know,
God will one day bestow.
The power to make me whole,
I give him control.
My dreams will not ever be gone,
These dreams will bring me home,
they may sometimes roam,
but when that day comes as happy as I will be,
these dreams set me free,
These dreams are what keep me alive,
they will make me survive.
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