Friday, June 24, 2011

Don't Stop

Once upon a time i was driving in my car and this song came on the radio. Don't stop by Fleetwood mac. Now i've heard this song before but today it was particularly striking because I just really seem to need its message. I think i really like this song now. Don't you just love driving?

If you wake up and don't want to smile,
If it takes just a little while,
Open your eyes and look at the day,
You'll see things in a different way.

Don't stop, thinking about tomorrow,
Don't stop, it'll soon be here,
It'll be, better than before,
Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone.

Why not think about times to come,
And not about the things that you've done,
If your life was bad to you,
Just think what tomorrow will do.

Don't stop, thinking about tomorrow,
Don't stop, it'll soon be here,
It'll be, better than before,
Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone.

All I want is to see you smile,
If it takes just a little while,
I know you don't believe that it's true,
I never meant any harm to you.

Don't stop, thinking about tomorrow,
Don't stop, it'll soon be here,
It'll be, better than before,
Yesterday's gone, yesterday's gone.

Don't you look back,
Don't you look back.

Tomorrow is a new day and yesterday's gone. BRILLIANT. What will tomorrow bring, what will end up on your canvas?

Monday, June 13, 2011

a word i am rather fond of that one day i stumbled upon.

Lakbla: it means nothing and everything at the same time. it can be a happy word or a sad word or a substitute curse word. Its meaning is only known to the user at the time of use and is rarely to never used in the same manner.

A word to express any emotion and to say something you wnat to without saying it.

This word can not be found in the dictionary but is good for any occasion.

its a word for friends and a word for foes. It can be like a hug or like biting your thumb at another.

It is a word with out a definition yet is defined...

Its simply. LAKBLA!

Sunday, June 12, 2011

another poem

okay so The Open... Yeah not the poem I really wanted to post so... I feel like I have to post the one I originally wanted to put up... I think it is my favorite one I've written...

One tree

One solitary tree stands in isolation

On a simple hill

Its withered and worn branches

Are fighting to keep their will

It has no friends who stay with it,

And last the whole year's seasons.

Its only visits are oft from birds,

Who forget him with no reasons?

As days go on it watches the sunsets

Wishing to start anew.

Everyday watching the rising and setting

Wanting it to be him up there in the blue.

It longs for it, it yearns for it,

But it shall never come.

This poor old tree in a dying state

Is starting to be numb.

Though dying it still wants to

Start once more,

To be one small, learning to live,

And striving for life's open door.

And though it struggles with

Its last and dying breath

Wanting to live but slowly easing into death,

It still stands with pride

For he knows now dying is the

End of life's winding ride.


Have you ever got into one of those weird moods where you just want to come clean about everything and tell people the truth and what not. and then to make you feel better you simply pretend like you are gonna tell them so you either type and email or something that you want to send then plan on deleteing? Or have you ever done that and then instead of hitting delete you accidentally hit send. Yeah worst thing ever! So in other words don't pretend to tell people stuff you don't really want to tell them because it will not turn out okay.
Well it might but you'll feel like an idiot. Of course i don't have expirence with this at all...

Anyway... I decided that I wish I had something profound and deep to ever say on this blog. But even when i think i found something deep to talk about in never runs smoothly... this happens to me often... Can you tell?

Here read a poem...

The Open

By: Kristen Santa Maria

You’re sitting there so oblivious of the way I feel

My mind is set on one question,

Is this passion real?

You’re hiding the emotion that I cannot see,

I want them to come out and set this feeling free.

They hold the key for the farthest reaches of my mind

So far I don’t know if I want you to find.

It’s odd to think I pour out all my soul,

I rant about my little life like you care in full.

I cannot speak untruthfully cause the way you act,

And though I try to keep it in I know it will all fall out,

It’s sad you see but only truthful fact.

You may not know the torture that I feel inside,

Its out so fast I simply cannot hide.

Why can’t I keep my mouth all shut and keep the secrets in?

My heart and mind always seem to battle but when it comes to an end my heart will always win.

And so its out but you don’t know

And so I’m left with woe.

What’s done is done

What’s said is said,

And with that it comes to an end.

I wrote that in 8th grade... wow long time ago...