same story, different guy.

i tried to wait for you to come around, hoping what we first had could be found. something so strong i know you felt it too, but i guess it wasn't enough. who knew? i know now i deserve the best, so thats why i just can't settle for less. if you care about me enough then fight, but i know you'll be short of my expectations tonight. i'm independent i'll be fine on my own, wont shed any tears, boy. i'm grown. i thought you up to be so much more then you were, but i see your true colors now, that's forsure. as i walk away you wont see me looking back, i've got to get my priorities back on track.

curiosity

in this day in age you don't have to chose how can you lose? probably just curiosity secrets revealed could be the end of me we all of things we choose to hide moral value i'm sure to abide at least thats what the world will know behind my eyes could be another show....

one love

absent from my usual state of mind giving it up i truly hate a start of a month that will go so slow but don't fret there's more to show maryjane has seen her last dance but is this for good? no chance. trying once again to let go of this love my girl has got me on the run scared that letting go can't be done a problem? no, i tell myself. each day knowing i could do better for my health a girl living in a decade she don't belong restricting her ways is surely wrong.

stuck

in a state i can't explain caught up trying to avoid the pain hindered by just the thought of you but i'm done now so you're left to make the final move this will soon pass this is nothing close to love

blunt.

it's sad it's had to come to this but you are one i've yet to miss three years ago i'd have gave it all up for you all my highschool years i blew on you. finally when the tables turned i broke free and went my own way for weeks you begged me to stay months passed by and i began to pity you then finally cut all ties we went on living our lives then come to find you never moved on you came back home when you were better off gone there's nothing here for you if you stay all you've done is worthless i hate to be the one to have to say this.

come with me

so come on lets get out of this town we'll leave with no turnin' 'round what our future holds no one can tell but we're makin' dreams, baby, come with me. i know you're looking for something, too this cities great, but the people are over used. when the right time comes you won't see me lookin' back. follow my tracks and you'll find the person i'm meant to be,

but am i running from reality?

"Surrender"

Say its not a problem, Each day call it the last, Searching for deliverance, Knowing this wont just pass. Embrace the highs and lows, Fore you do this to yourself, See through all the levity, It's time to put it on the shelf.

The Fear of Being Alone.

There is nothing better then a new CD blaring through the speakers of my car as I leave the house with no destination. Just for an hour. All alone. To get away from the real world. And just think. Then towards the end of the drive comes the part where, without fail, I'm always searching for some sort of relief. I do this more often then most I'm sure. Because thoughts in my head are often repetitive and reoccurring. Maybe I'm just drowning in my own sorrow... Feeling sorry for myself. But the things running through my mind these days are all reason to sulk. That's the kind of alone I've always been good at. The kind that comes and goes depending on the time of year. They say: "Distance is not for the fearful, it's for the bold. It's for those willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough." With that being said here's to learning how to be alone. The kind of alone that doesn't require love or pain. The kind that allows you to take life just as it is. One day hopefully I can be content with what is thrown my way. How hard can it be?

Who am I?

I always thought I grew up too fast. The pressure to be popular almost; or well known, always resulted in me being someone who I wasn't. Which still confuses me because I know all of what I have experienced has made me into the person who I am today. Though somedays, like today, i'm more complicated then others. The rambling thoughts that go through my mind don't allow any room for progress; only examination. Chemicals to blame. It's time for a change. Always changing to avoid reality. With influences all around me I want to do good. I'm going to take this yet to be discovered gift and turn emotions into words before I engross in all the complications of this crazy life.