My dream

Many people dream about being famous and being a part of a scene
Others want to be planners of some grand scheme
Some want to be nurses or doctors to heal
Some want to do business and make the deal

Others want to go to heaven and touch gods face
Some give up their dreams and want to disappear with out a trace
My dream is very small and a little unique
I want to teach and start a spark that will protect kids in
their sleep

I want for kids to reach for a speical star
I want them to know that you can get it no matter how near or far
An educator who can help kids see that the world doesn't have to be a bad world to live in
The teacher that starts that one spark to go for a swim

My Revolutionary Journey

It starts when you trip and fall down hard
No amount sympathy can be placed in a card
It seemed unfair at first to get a scar
The road looks really rocky and far

You manage to get up but the pain remains
Now you're faced with the choice of giving up or walking the rough terrain
You try to reason through your options to find out where it is best to go
It really is hard to truly see all the factors and to know

So you go with the hardest path which is to go through the rough terrain
The sun beating on your battered head and not a single drop of rain
You strain your eyes to get some kind of idea of where you are going
Life has a funny way on giving a grand showing


After falling, drowning, and just plain wanting to hide
You find some sort of shelther for you to reside
Then you find the path doesn't seem so bad
It actually one of the most meaningful adventures you had

Endless Silence

It doesn't matter how hard I try
I still can't seem to fly
Maybe I need to heal inside of my dreams
I don't have any reason really to lie

I do stay silent and keep everything to myself
At night I have little restful sleep or peace of mind
I just show everyone my kind side to keep others happy
I do sometimes get snappy but it is easily concealed by a simple smile
I spend a long while in silence;my only communicator

Rain

It's the one element that cleanse my scared heart
Even when I feel like my world is coming apart
It helps me deal with the numbing effect of the unforgiving blade
Many people don't see what a blessing rain is compared to the tart taste of reality

It's the one thing that offers an escape from the blistering sun
I sometimes need to hide from those who know they have won
I pretend everything is so binide in my life
I face the sting of knowing too much

I will miss it when the time has come for me to say goodbye
I will embrace life without making up a petti alibi
I will let go all of my strive and pain that I will carry
I only wish to feel and hear the small chime of my lovely rain

My Silent Reqium

I hide the pain that I feel deep inside
I pretend everything is so benide
I smile through the tears I've cried
I laugh through the exsasperating emotion I've sighed

I hide the pain that I feel deep inside
I walk through my hearts rough terrain
I talk through the bitter emotion of disdain
I refuse to sulk in misery

I hide the pain that I feel deep inside
I deal with the hurt of others and offer a helping hand
I seal the emotions that aren't helpful to my self or others
I try not to abuse my abilites
I fly on hurt wings offering care and comfort to those who seek it

I hide the pain I feel deep inside
I creep in the shadows of truth and peace
I sleep with a restless mind reeling memories
I face the meal of my silent requiem

Forgiveness

The one thing that's really hard to do is forgive
Sure you can hold respect but to actually let go and live is a hard lesson to grasp.

I’m the Worlds Fool

It’s funny how I tend to fall for small missions
Thinking it’s guided by divine intervention
I’ve learned the hard way nothing is binide
Thinking that I’m worth something

It’s funny how I can’t recall being successful in my goals
Knowing my heart is reaching out to unwilling souls
I’ve learned to slow the reeling of my torn heart
Knowing that the bitter tart taste will forever stay with me

It’s funny how I never saw a happy ending for me
Growing to accept that I’ll be shoved on my knee
I’ve learned that to be loved you have to bleed a lot
Growing to understand I will never gain what I have sought for

It’s really funny how I never get it stuck in my craw that I’m a useless tool
Showing that I believe my repetitious dreams is a strong straw
I’ve learned that my schemes are way old school
Showing that I’m nothing but the worlds fool 

Breath

It's interesting how we all fall over our own two feet
It's doesn't matter if there's a sheet of ice on the ground or if it's bone dry
Overwelming feelings makes one lose balance that we can't deny, not even the high spirited people can escape
The bad and negitive emotions tend to scrape across the purest of heart
Love can give you the jumpstart but it it's only the start
The art of making it is to just breath

A Bitter Wind

This girl young Mirna stands outside waiting for her best friend
Mirna had promised with her buddie that it wouldn't ever end
A cold wind blows around her and her dress gets muddy
Mirna's friend comes walking with a look of stress in her eyes
Mirna smiles while walking toward her but she just passes by her it was no lie
Mirna's smile disappears and lets out a confused sigh

At school they made it to class and Mirna still ponders on why she looked so cold
Mirna glances over at her dear friend trying to figure out the story left untold
Lunch came and Mirna could begin to deny that something isn't right
Mirna sets near her, suddenly feels a sliver of fright
Her friend's cold eyes shows that her fear has been brought to light
Mirna sought for some sign of warmth but saw none

After that bitter cold revelation and the agonizing bell ring for the last time for the day, the sun seems to mock Mirna
The mental walls begin to lock on the promise that is now shattered
Mirna now feels battered and bruised all the years they spend together now mean nothing
That day was when Mirna first felt the gust of a bitter wind

All you

Trying to reach for the dream you see every night.
It's a combination of fright and fight within you.
Tears of shame are shed and you easily find fear to drown in.
However you always keep the ones you hold so dear close to help you get up.
Only you can decide what you mold into.
It's a vortex of light and dark what will be or not in the scarlet hue.
Ultimately the outcome is all up to you.

My Quote: To love is to hate, To hate is to love, To shout is to be silent, To be silent is to shout, To hurt is to be healed, To be healed is to hurt, To be joyful is to be sad, to be sad is to be joyful. Life is nothing but a dream, to dream is to live in a reality, Reality is a dream.

Tears, Beers, and Fears

I've watched a great man fall over the wall
I've known to recall a sweet woman have notched
I've grown with the overwhelming tears that's been shed
With all the struggles and family dread with all the drunken beers
One of the main fears of mine is that all our love would shatter

I've watched a woman being reduced to depression and fighting to live
I've begun to feel what it means to feel regression of the heart
I try to put on a happy smile and pretend it isn't real
It's a sad tale of the end of compassion and the beginning of hate and regret

I doubt with all the pain I've felt, I'll never be able to love without a fear of my baggage overwhelming them
The sheer pain has brought me to my knees and heartbroken
My degree of hurt has started out of tears, beers and fears

Fear of Falling Too Far


It seems strange for a girl with a steady head to be so nervous about one small thing
She often sits on the front porch swing as her heart is filled with dread
She dreams of romance but she refuses to admit that she is afraid after facing so many other things
Despite the mask of laughter of disgust and confidence she is left with only the fondest of dreams
Once she feels someone close and dear at her calling from the car
She will always has the fear of falling too far

A Lily's beauty


Many flowers are known for their vibrant color
One special flower is rarely shown for its loveliness
True, its beauty isn't seen by the sun
Once the blinding rays are gone you see a serine white view
Many often over look this flowers plea to be admired
One would have to see past the glare of the sun to admire such a pretty flower



lots of flowers are known for their symbol such as the rose for love and passion
All the other flowers seems to have out shown the lily but when you look hard enough you can see it
It may seem a bit silly and pointless
You learn to look past appearances once find the beauty of a lily

Quote: Each of us have a talent and purpose the knowledge to use the talent for the purpose comes with age and wisdom following.

Normal is so overated who can say what's normal or abnormal.
Each of us lead different lives none of us look at a glass of water excatly the same.
The name has one meaning but different views.
Different color choices and hues of life.
We all still have the same strive.

Well I feel stupid because I had to delete all my imagies. It would figure oh well such as my family luck.

One must embrace fear and walk on to face that fear. One must also know when the apporiate time to fall into silence and reconcile burried emotions.

One must have tolerence but stand for each own belief.

So nice to know I meet people of wide varriety.

Life gives you so many curves it can make your head spin.
Sometimes you have to just drive in the best way of you can
That's the one place inspiration should start don't matter if you're good looking or not.
Some days are really low and cold others are hot.
Life is a vast plain of color that people get lost in.