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Monday, January 26, 2009

In...

My heart beats fast,

yet I still see his flaws.

My dreams have his face,
yet I know he breaks laws.

I feel like I know him so well, 
yet we barely even talk.

I love so many little things,
yet I criticize his walk.

He makes my butterflies sing,
yet some of them are wary.

He's changed my point of view,
yet my friends opinions vary.

He makes my head spin around just to see his face,
yet I'm not the only one of the same.

I know others like me, 
yet compared to him I'm just lame.

So many feelings,
In so many ways,
I only wish I knew what I was in...

Friday, January 9, 2009

People

People change, 

And people differ, 
Some may loosen,
Some may become stiffer.

People hurt, 
And people cry,
Some may rejoice,
While some may lie.

People relax,
And people tighten,
They may have laughs,
Or they may whiten.

People spread gossip,
And people harm others,
One person's business, 
May become another's.

People succeed,
And people win,
They can kick goals,
Or slide on their skin.

People are different,
and people are unique,
They can be loud,
Or they can be meek.

People are people,
And people are real,
They'll always make mistakes,
And sorrow they'll feel.

But next time you're human,
And can't help, but feel sad,
Remember the people,
And how they're not all bad.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

My Path

I left my path,

The one I've traveled all these years, 
I've wandered off my road,
Oh, baby, here come the tears.

Which road do I explore next?
Some are too late to take,
Some just can't be conquered,
I guess it's time to break,

This fast paced life I love,
I guess it's time to rest,
Joyous times turned to bores,
Some would say I was blessed,

But I truly think I'm cursed,
No path to follow,
No road to take,
A difficult pill to swallow,

Maybe one day I'll find,
Another trail I love,
That I can hope to join one day,
Though there are none I can think of,

For now my life has slowed,
Left me missing my path,
My life has slowed and slowed,
I hope I won't face the wrath,

Of leaving hopes of joy behind, 
Joyous things no more to do,
I really miss that path I traveled,
I'm sure you would, too.