Some call me a dreamer, some call me a poet.
But most people call me a buttery piece of blog stuck to the bottom of a steve madden shoe.
I recall a moment in time where there was a lamp who shared stories with me. Yes this lamp spoke. You may be asking yourself why I was talking to a lamp; but what I ask myself is, why are you reading this if you don't talk to lamps.
There are three things in my lifetime that I fell I need to accomplish until my next life:
1. Massage tree bark on a redwood in Canada, and sing songs of leather and the color green.
2. Become one with nature by flying through the jungles of madagascar.
and...
3. Running across the Giants field at AT&T park and feeling the "spongey" grass while its game time, and giving Tim Lincecum a hug, and potientally getting escorted out of the park by three hot policia men.
oh and their is a fourth.
4. Becoming Kristin Whigs wing girl on Saturday Night Live.
Holla Holla
Root Canals fo life bitches
Saturday, July 11, 2009
The truth has been released.
For a moment, freeze time and take a step out of you; and see what your life looks like to you.
Your twenty for a moment.
Just a small town girl.
There is still time to live
Only one wish.
Maybe better than this.
There is still time for you.
For a moment, you can hardly breathe.
Feeling like a child, loosing control.
Makes other smile where ever you go.
Which way will you run,
Feeling that you have no control, so just run.
Your empty but stay strong.
Question the hole inside that no one can see.
Nobody really knows.
Just a heart all alone.
Sometimes you just can't feel like theres a home.
No place at all.
The weight of all your dreams keeps you steady.
The wind can blow dreams away no matter how deep.
You want love? then make it.
You hope to find what you want, but it never comes.
It hurts you sometimes; but only laughter can cover it.
So happy yet not.
everything at your fingertips, but not fulfilled
Where to go. No where seems comfortable.
Even when the sun isn't shining you will always be a friend
It feels as though the world has past you by.
Its raining more than ever, but no one there to dry you off.
Stick it out until its time to go.
Your time will come, don't end it now,
So stand up on that stage an take your first bow.
Your twenty for a moment.
Just a small town girl.
There is still time to live
Only one wish.
Maybe better than this.
There is still time for you.
For a moment, you can hardly breathe.
Feeling like a child, loosing control.
Makes other smile where ever you go.
Which way will you run,
Feeling that you have no control, so just run.
Your empty but stay strong.
Question the hole inside that no one can see.
Nobody really knows.
Just a heart all alone.
Sometimes you just can't feel like theres a home.
No place at all.
The weight of all your dreams keeps you steady.
The wind can blow dreams away no matter how deep.
You want love? then make it.
You hope to find what you want, but it never comes.
It hurts you sometimes; but only laughter can cover it.
So happy yet not.
everything at your fingertips, but not fulfilled
Where to go. No where seems comfortable.
Even when the sun isn't shining you will always be a friend
It feels as though the world has past you by.
Its raining more than ever, but no one there to dry you off.
Stick it out until its time to go.
Your time will come, don't end it now,
So stand up on that stage an take your first bow.
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