why do people argue. always having to prove themselves right. why do people fall out of love? crumple up a piece of paper with mindless..unfinished thoughts and it's round like the world with rough edges but it seems pointless and soon enough it'll get thrown away.when is the world going to end. how can you believe in God when nothing has proven to be a constant. when you have so many questions that go unaswered.
our eyes are just a burden. we need to see to believe.
it's hard to trust, because people are made to let you down. it's in their nature, we can't help it.
everything seems to go be going wrong.
what can you hold on to, to ground yourself...
because right now you feel like your spinning with the world.
and honestly, i want to throw up.
you look to the sky for answers, cry for the boy who will never understand what he did.
why do we try and fix lost causes?
what happens if the world spun backwords.
why can't we let people see us cry?
i wrote a song the other day, and started a book.
maybe escaping this for a little while will fool my mind
sometimes all you need is bare words to speak the truth...
What happens to a man when He spills his heart on a page and He watches words flow away then His feelings lie on the page alone There waiting For someone who cares to read them To open their eyes to see them To see if they can make his thoughts their own To find out that maybe your life's not perfect Maybe it's not worth what he gives away
and the melody will make it stick in your mind.
the song up there is called "pages" by 3 doors down.
i looked up the lyrics and didnt hear it yet.
why do we ask questions?
you dont want the expected answer
you like it when u dont know what their going to think or say
that's why we ask questions
half of it..for the thrill of the answer
you like it when u dont know what their going to think or say
that's why we ask questions
half of it..for the thrill of the answer
the last of anything is always the hardest.
goodbyes shouldnt be spoken.
i didn't even want to write this blog.
the words kind of just s p i l l e d out.
messy words
aren't meant to be cleaned up
emily
who else did you expect?
