Thursday, June 21, 2007

Sorry Father

Sorry Father

Im sorry I couldnt be who you wanted me to be
Im sorry that you couldnt be there
Im sorry you picked her over me
Im sorry that it is so hard for you to see that she is the reason you think so less of me
But most of all Im sorry that you missed out on me

Sorry Father
maybe one day you can forgive me for the mistakes YOU made

Yes I have changed

What I used to be..?

Innocent
Naive
dependent
shy
inconfident

What I am today..?

Independent
Smart
Outgoing
Confident

You say Ive changed
well yes I have
I'm glad to say so
Unlike you
I have grown
into a woman

Change isn't always bad
as long as you stay true to yourself

I'm happier with myself
I'm proud of who I am

I just wish that you could see the good in me
and feel the same way I do

Im saying goodbye

Going through alot right now
and you couldnt even be here for me

You turned your back
when I needed you most

Just like everyone eles
you just dont care

Your so selfish

Im always there for you
no matter what

and you couldnt even talk to me

Your just like everyone eles
you use me

Your only there when you want to be

Ive never turned my back on you
but now the time has come

Im saying goodbye

The way it is

back and forth
back and forth

I hate the way we have become

I've changed
You've changed

dose it really matter

who dose what
who said what

I miss the way we used to be
how in love we were

I hate to through away what we had

but we had it
and lost it

Im holding onto the past
hoping it will come back

but Ive already moved on

Im on a new road in my life
and so are you

I know we care about one another

but its over
it has been for a while

wish it wasnt this way

but this is the way it is

Friday, June 08, 2007

Words

Words

A constant part of my life

Keeping me going day by day

Always there to be expressed

even at the darkest night

Somehow never letting me down

Never leave me lonely

always here to keep me sane

Words

They save me from being silent

the type I hate

Like food and water

I need my daily doze

Constantly in my life

day and night

keeping me away from fright

Words

they are my savior

without them I might die

because when I am alone

Ive always got

Words

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Wishing and Wondering

Searching for the right words
has never been hard for me

Until now

So many thoughts
floating around in my head

Yet none come out

My minds always wondering
thinking of all the fondaling

Trying to remember exactly how it went

Wanting to replay it over and over in my head
Just keeps me going through the day

Tossing and turning in the night

This keeps me up all night
wishing and wondering