Monday, March 8, 2010

I'm sorry.

I'm not the kind of girl who pays attention to her looks all the time.
I wear make up occasionally.
I break out.
I'm not skinny.
I have curves.
I bite my nails, but I try not to.
I love to cuddle under blankets and watch movies.
I probably watch too much TV.
I get annoyed easily.
I'm always listening, even if it doesn't look like it.
I love to write.
I read all the time,
it's safe to say I'm a complete bookworm.
I usually have music on.
I listen to everything, even though I don't like to admit it.
Quotes tell my life story.
I love colors.
I have big dreams for my life.
I'm slightly afraid of heights, but I'm learning to deal.
I love Disney.
I don't party,
I've never had a drink.
I'm thinking about getting a tattoo, but not until I graduate.
I miss my friends,
and after talking to family on the phone I get a little homesick.
I love kids.
My favorite thing to drink is water,
apple and orange juice are next.
I didn't get a cell phone until I was eighteen.
I watch reruns all the time.
I love shows like American Idol and Secret Life.
I love bright colors.
I don't know how to swim.
I love school.
I love cooking.
I'm learning to play piano, I kind of suck right now.
I've played flute for a really long time.

I think what I'm trying to say is that I'm just me.
I'm not her, and I never will be.
I'm just me.
You don't have to like me,
but please don't judge me.

Friday, February 26, 2010

I'm not ready.
I'm kind of scared.
I want to go back and change things.
I wish I was more sure of myself.
Do I take the harder road?
Or do I go for what's easiest?

I don't want to be compared.
I just want to be me.
I can't tell you how I really feel,
because I don't know anymore.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Another old one.

You're my sunshine on a cloudy day.
Sounds so cliche.
But it's so true.
You can make me smile
when everyone else makes me sad.
You can make me laugh
when all I want to do is cry.
You aren't always there,
but when you are,
you know the right things to say.

I can never completely let you go.
I loved you.
You know almost everything about me.
That's got to mean something, right?
I don't care if you move,
get married,
have kids...
Whatever.
I will always consider you a friend.
A part of me will always love you,
no matter how much I hate you.

Oldddd.

Day after day.
Night after night.
Trouble after trouble.
Over and over again.

But wait-
someone's watching over me.
Jesus, my king.
My Savior, my Lord,
my Love.

He will protect me
day and night.
His love is everlasting.
He watches over me,
he's always there.

Jesus I love you.
With all my heart,
with all my soul,
with all my mind.
I love you and your
everlasting love.

Oldddd.

You know me better than I do.
So please help me
believe in myself
like I believe in you.

You have the power
to change me around,
and you have the knowledge
to show me the secret.

So please help me.
Show me how.
Believe in me.
Share that confidence.
I know that I can do things
with your help.

I'm scared.
I'm scared because I believe in everyone else
more than I believe in myself.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Confusion to anger.
Anger to peace.
A weird cycle.
I miss you.
The idea.
I want to feel safe.
I want to feel loved.
I want to feel needed.
I don't.
Not in the way I want to at least.
You were my anchor.
Now you're not.
Now what?

Friday, November 6, 2009

Every day,
a new start.
Another chance.
Another try.
If you have a bad day,
replace it with a good one.
Don't give up when things get tough.
Live your life to the fullest each day.
Don't sit around and mope,
go out and do something.
If you have a bad day,
go make someone else's day a good one.
Give hugs to random people,
wave and say hi to people you pass.
Live.