Always the late bloomer


Everything I do is always either too much or too little. It's funny how everything works in a specific order. It's hurtful when your own father asked you WHY DO I ALWAYS KNOW IT IS BETTER FOR ME TO LOOK MYSELF! I know that I have messed up today again and again but that is enough to make me scream WHY DO I EVEN TRY! I silence my impluse by allowing the words to hit me all at once. Why is it so predictable why? I should have known better then to feel like I have some cofidence but oh well...back to square one.

well I survived my second week of class. I believe I will survive just have to keep working. Today was really strange...I get pulled over by a police car...but it was not something I did just about stuff on the car. Then this begger wanted some money and my mind is shot anyway...oh well.

Its snowy and it was another busy day. Oh well it will be alright. Today I learned a little bit about snow driving. My dad is really kind but has a lot to deal with.

Whew this semester is going to be a demanding one. But it is not an impossible task to get through. Just have to swallow pride and take the challenge on...

It has been an interesting day but I still have school to work on but I will find away. Just have to realize what's important and what's not.

School the healing force.

Well I've started school and it seems to have a nice healing effect. I LOVE EDUCATION! It is the one force that I can balance my mind. I know I have to pave my own road and I'll face all my demons to be the best teacher I can be.

Accomplished

YAY I FINALLY WENT THROUGH A DAY I'VE ACCOMPLISHED SOMETHING!

Getting back up

After all the mass confusion and anger. You find stanma once again. School is approacing it will do me good. Can't help bu be a little more nervous though. Still once you hit bottom the only other way to go is up.

Aftershock

Well here it is, after the total flame out. I know my dad is still in internal turmoil but he is brave. Drugs really do mess up your head, and I am not talking about cigs but the more deadly substances like ecstacy and meth. I am not about to preach how one should live, but there are more then just you to consider. I realize that our paths aren't so easy to pick out. Emotions such as anger, hate, and despair get in the way of ones purest ambition. All of us has the same longing to have someone to love us and vice versa. Which is why we need to make friendships, take chances and see where it leads us, there is no already drawn out map. One has to take the signs and choose a direction then god or other diety you believe in will guide you on. Subtle signs are all around us but most need to see a big change before believeing. But now I stand here in the aftershock.

Confused

My poor dad has been compasionate to my sister. But my sister just tore his heart out tonight when she said stuff that was not true. It all has made my head completely numb. It is better that I keep everyone at a safe distance because this growing pain is contagious.After all that my sister is done it has left me confused.

Outcasts

It seems like I just keep messing up. I'm suppose to be an adult but it just seems like I'm still a child. My brother keeps telling me that I can do what I want and take resonpsiblity. Everytime I feel like I take a step forward, I end up in two steps back. Even though I'm suppose to be smart and reliable. I made a mistake and now I'm starring at a brused heart. I told the truth but I still feel really bad, and I'm sure if I lied it wouldn't have made things any easier. I constantly seem to be letting people down. I'm affraid that I won't get to go to class this semester. MY head is hurting with all this baggage I'm holding in. I'm stuck feeling like a fool and an outcast.

This new year has started out with choppy waters, but a transformation has begun.

It's ok to be different, our different ideas may actually lead us to a life changing decision.

I'm an outcast, amoung the "normal" people.

Bitter Emotions

I am not sure what is up or down
I digest each emotion and drown in silence
I say that I will be alright
The truth is I am filled with fright

Now as I embark on a journey to being a woman
I look back on each bitter omen
Each connection is more confusing then the last
Funny how most say that life goes fast

Feeling these emotions I wonder if I am even living
I have spent so many years giving
All I get in return is confusion about these puzzled
As I try to shift through the damage I am muzzled

it's funny how disasters tend to shape you. It forces you to see that not everything is black and white. Sometimes the line between wrong and right are blurried. Since the day we were created we have been given free will and it is all up to us how we spend that will. If you so desire you will find a way to live the dream but the road is far from easy. We also need to find great friends to help us through this journey. Disaster opens the eyes to what really matters.

Thank you
Dedicated to my cat Wignston

I just lost a dear friend
However now I know true love does not have to end
He always was there for me when I was sad
Somehow he manage to help not feel so bad

My orange and white cat that stuck by me
Even when he stared death in the eye to hide his misery
I understand that once we pass childhood then nothing is just black and white, he clears my point of view
All I have to say is Thank you

Disaster of the Heart

I hear it beating but I am affraid to feel
I know it is saying make the uncertain deal
I am trapped between logic and intuition
I have no idea how I got in this position

I feel emotions but have no idea if it is real
I kneel towards these crazy emotions I feel
I hear that you take life on by the horns
I know that I somehow landed in a valley full of thorns

I know the hour is getting closer to it reveals
I am scared of what I feel
I hear that time will go faster
I face my disaster of the heart

Come March

I will be 19
Come March
I will be in my spring semester in college
Come March
I have lost my innocent veiw of life
Come March
I will keep going despite what hits me
Come March
Until the day I die
Come March

Can anybody truly love me?

I try to keep hope in my heart
Depsite the times my world seems to fall apart
My honest ways seems to be in the wrong
I can only think of depressing broken love songs

My family and my dear friends seem to understand me
Even though I often fall on my weak knee
The blissful kind of love is only a dream
I have no idea what it could possibly mean

Maybe I can stand on my own
Maybe I can become as strong as stone
I don't want to have people's sympathy
I want to know, Can anybody truly love me?

My prayer and wish

I wish for the pain for the family lessen
I pray that their hearts will remeber but not stop
I wish they wouldn't find their mind messin
I pray their hearts will rise to the top

I wish for them to know love is everywhere to help them
I pray that jesus will shed the light on the ones hurt
I wish for their lives to not seem so grim
I pray that love will continue from within