Thursday, May 22, 2008

Sarah: cookiesandcreamfudge.blogspot.com
Christina and Mandi: peaceandlove247.blogspot.com
Spencer: marjenpacopoco.blogspot.com

Friends Blog spots

Sarah: cookiesandcreamfudge.blogspot.com
Mitch: cwalkallday.blogspot.com
Christina and Mandi: peaceandlove247.blogspot.com

5 Min.

I sit in silence,
Silence,
But my mind flows with thought.
what is my purpose?
where do i belong?
Did i do something Wrong?
Who am i, And what will i become?

I want many things,
Like my dreams to come true.
to become what i want to be
and to do what i want to do.
What is my purpose?
Where do i belong?
where did i wrong?
Who am i, and What will i become?

Does it really matter what i choose to do?
I just wnat to be happy.
I am who i am.
I do what i want to do.
Because i can.
I CAN CHOOSE MY PURPOSE,
I CAN CHOOSE WHERE I WANT TO BE,
I CAN CHOOSE WHO I AM AND WHAT I WANT TO BE.

My heart

My heart breaks open and all i can feel is the fire starting to burn,
my eyes fill with hate and pools of cristal blue ice water.
i hear the words i never imagined i would here,
"I HATE YOU" Rang my mind.
My face turnd blue and my hands began to freexe.
My eyes changet to a Crimson Red.
My stomic Began to turn.
All i felt was hate.
Again and again and again.

Paper

People are like paper many people write on it.
Some of the writting is good, and some bad.
Once some one writes on it it never can be erased completely, Even if its erased.
When paper is ripped it can always be taped back together,
or left with a rip that will grow bigger and bigger.
People are like paper.
It can be hurt in many ways, just like people.
and it can only be fixed with one solution,
TAPE= LOVE

The Sun

I am scared to shine,
to be my true self,
To let others know the real me.
I am going to shine, Be myself.
I hope no one hates me.

The Man

This is for the guy i like,
The man that can do anything
the man who tears my heart and fixes it at the same time,
the man that has a sweet and tender voice,
That can make my heart stop and speed up at the same time,
The man who's eyes sparkle with sparks of joy,
His hands soft to the touch even though they are big,
I hope one day he will notice me...
My hands, my eyes, my voice,
Just Me.