The thing is I can look you in the eyes
and tell you everything is okay.
The thing is I can look you in the eyes
and tell you nothing is wrong.
The thing is I can look you in the eyes
and tell you were going to make it.
The thing is I can look you in the eyes
and tell you its alright.
The thing is I tell you all this
just to know you will be okay.
I keep all this pain inside,
just so you don't know I lie.
I keep this inside because of my pride.
I have been kicked and beaten while I am down.
The thing is I get back up.
I do it, and I don't care what happens to me.
As long as your safe and free.
This is how its meant to be.
You and me.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
You.
Your the one behind me,
The one pushing me to strive forward.
The one holding my hand, taking me where I need to go.
The one who wants me to succeed.
The one who wants me more then anything.
Every breath when I am with you, is intoxicating.
It is an aroma I will never forget.
You will be the one to build me up.
The one to tear me down.
But all I know is your the one who kept me up.
You will be in my heart no matter what.
Without you there would be no me.
The reason for the way the I am feeling.
Its you.
The one pushing me to strive forward.
The one holding my hand, taking me where I need to go.
The one who wants me to succeed.
The one who wants me more then anything.
Every breath when I am with you, is intoxicating.
It is an aroma I will never forget.
You will be the one to build me up.
The one to tear me down.
But all I know is your the one who kept me up.
You will be in my heart no matter what.
Without you there would be no me.
The reason for the way the I am feeling.
Its you.
Keep Moving Forward
Since I was a child, I was told a phrase that was imprinted in my head.
Keep moving forward.
A simple three word sentence that can change your life.
I never really began to get how this will help me.
Until my first obstacle, then obstacle after obstacle.
And tbe single phrase kept me going,
a simple task, which has taken over my life.
Just keep moving forward.
It will be alright in the end, after all if its alright towards the end it is not the end.
Keep moving forward.
A simple three word sentence that can change your life.
I never really began to get how this will help me.
Until my first obstacle, then obstacle after obstacle.
And tbe single phrase kept me going,
a simple task, which has taken over my life.
Just keep moving forward.
It will be alright in the end, after all if its alright towards the end it is not the end.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Until
You know you have met the girl of your dreams.
When she can build you up and tear you down.
And you allow her to do so.
You allow her to do so because shes the one, you have waited all your life for.
Shes the one you will defend until your last breath.
Until your hearts final beat.
Until your eyes close.
Shes the one you sell your soul for, just so she can be happy.
Shes the one you would let her hold your heart, just because she asked.
All this because she is... the one.
When she can build you up and tear you down.
And you allow her to do so.
You allow her to do so because shes the one, you have waited all your life for.
Shes the one you will defend until your last breath.
Until your hearts final beat.
Until your eyes close.
Shes the one you sell your soul for, just so she can be happy.
Shes the one you would let her hold your heart, just because she asked.
All this because she is... the one.
Free
All I know is that I am on top.
There is noone in the world who can pay me to stop.
I have worked to hard to get this far.
I wont lose it all.
Try and break me down to me knees, but I keep fighting,
You've made but you wont break me.
I fall just to get back up,
never to stay on my knees and be beaten and shackled.
You will not hold me, I am free,free is me.
I am me.
There is noone in the world who can pay me to stop.
I have worked to hard to get this far.
I wont lose it all.
Try and break me down to me knees, but I keep fighting,
You've made but you wont break me.
I fall just to get back up,
never to stay on my knees and be beaten and shackled.
You will not hold me, I am free,free is me.
I am me.
You
Her smile gave me butterfly's
I couldn't understand, because this could not be,
she accepts me for me.
My flaws, my imperfections, my wrongs.
I have waited for this feeling for so long.
We can talk for hours and hours, and never get tired.
This is a feeling everyone desires,
but finally my desires have become a reality.
I have finally found someone who understand me.
Me, not anyone else, but me.
She can look into my eyes, like there is a prize waiting on the other side,
And tell me everything is going to be okay.
And for these reasons I have met someone who can make me smile no matter how I am feeling.
Shes the reason I don't have a chip on my shoulder, or the weight of my problems on my back.
Because deep, down shes keeping me on the right track.
I couldn't understand, because this could not be,
she accepts me for me.
My flaws, my imperfections, my wrongs.
I have waited for this feeling for so long.
We can talk for hours and hours, and never get tired.
This is a feeling everyone desires,
but finally my desires have become a reality.
I have finally found someone who understand me.
Me, not anyone else, but me.
She can look into my eyes, like there is a prize waiting on the other side,
And tell me everything is going to be okay.
And for these reasons I have met someone who can make me smile no matter how I am feeling.
Shes the reason I don't have a chip on my shoulder, or the weight of my problems on my back.
Because deep, down shes keeping me on the right track.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
You no idea.
Whether or not you know this to be true,
Your one in a million, and my odds of having you are too.
Your the girl of my dreams
It makes me wanna scream,
that I cant have you.
But just the thought that I could even have the tiniest bit makes me stay.
I would not have it any other way.
Your one in a million, and my odds of having you are too.
Your the girl of my dreams
It makes me wanna scream,
that I cant have you.
But just the thought that I could even have the tiniest bit makes me stay.
I would not have it any other way.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
For Two
My love for you is not a fairy-tale.
I fight for you, every second of every day.
Every breath I take, I am fighting for you.
It seems like the tragic story Disney never wrote.
I fight all the beast, get to the castle and rescue the princess.
And I get told "Thank you my friend but this is the end."
It feels like a knife through my chest.
I cannot bare to speak the rest.
All I know that, when I shed a tear,
I show no fear.
Every time I see you,
I know there is room in my heart for two.
I fight for you, every second of every day.
Every breath I take, I am fighting for you.
It seems like the tragic story Disney never wrote.
I fight all the beast, get to the castle and rescue the princess.
And I get told "Thank you my friend but this is the end."
It feels like a knife through my chest.
I cannot bare to speak the rest.
All I know that, when I shed a tear,
I show no fear.
Every time I see you,
I know there is room in my heart for two.
A unicorn
The things is those stories you read growing up, are not true.
The world is not a fun walk through a pasture.
But a place that will beat you to your knees if you let it.
The world is not a place you read in a story and say I wish I could go there,
But a place that dreams are made or shattered.
The love you read in stories exist.Rarely but exist.
Its the thing you want the most, the thing you dream about, thing you crave.
Its the thing you would give it all up for.
The thing that comes around once.
A unicorn.
The world is not a fun walk through a pasture.
But a place that will beat you to your knees if you let it.
The world is not a place you read in a story and say I wish I could go there,
But a place that dreams are made or shattered.
The love you read in stories exist.Rarely but exist.
Its the thing you want the most, the thing you dream about, thing you crave.
Its the thing you would give it all up for.
The thing that comes around once.
A unicorn.
I am
I don't want to be the good guy anymore.
I don't want to be the guy picking up your tears, picking up your broken dreams.
I don't want to be the friend who says "I love you" and not the boyfriend.
I don't want to be your shoulder to cry on,
I want to be the shoulder to lean on.
I want to be the guy holding your hand, brushing your hair, making you smile, making it worth all the while.
I want to be the guy you want.
Its funny what I want to be, is nothing what you want.
Day after day, I put aside my wants, to just see that smile.
What kills me on the inside is knowing how I feel and knowing that you don't.
But its okay, I am what ever you need.
I am the friend, who never leaves.
I am me.
I don't want to be the guy picking up your tears, picking up your broken dreams.
I don't want to be the friend who says "I love you" and not the boyfriend.
I don't want to be your shoulder to cry on,
I want to be the shoulder to lean on.
I want to be the guy holding your hand, brushing your hair, making you smile, making it worth all the while.
I want to be the guy you want.
Its funny what I want to be, is nothing what you want.
Day after day, I put aside my wants, to just see that smile.
What kills me on the inside is knowing how I feel and knowing that you don't.
But its okay, I am what ever you need.
I am the friend, who never leaves.
I am me.
Sunday, November 01, 2009
Me
Why must I be the one who holds it together?
Why must I be the one to be the one to face all these problems?
Why must I be the one to fake the smile?
Why must I be the one who has to be strong when deep down inside I am begging for some help?
Why must I be the one to stand up and face the fight when in reality I am on my knees begging for some help?
When do I get to be myself and the image you portray me to be?
When do I get to be me?
Why must I be the one to be the one to face all these problems?
Why must I be the one to fake the smile?
Why must I be the one who has to be strong when deep down inside I am begging for some help?
Why must I be the one to stand up and face the fight when in reality I am on my knees begging for some help?
When do I get to be myself and the image you portray me to be?
When do I get to be me?
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