just one of those days

You speak to me as if nothings wrong
you smile at me like you've done nothing to me
you act like everything is ok
and that you have done nothing at all to hurt me

but deep down u and i both know
that you have done somethin to me
you have tried takin away one of the things i love
the people that i have fallen in love with

but yet again it doesn't seem to fase you
you just continue talkin to me like its nothing
you say such words that make me cringe
and the words you say fall on deaf ears

i know what i've done wrong
and i know there are concequences for my actions
but why would you do that if you have done it before yourself
but yet your good enough to go tell on me

but do u dare tell them your deep dark secrets
that could potentially put you in my shoes for just one day
i doubt you would and i doubt you even care
bout the hurt i feel inside

but what do i care...
i will survive
i will drive through this huge wall
that has been built by your words and your actions

because i have people on the other side
screaming and cheering me on to push through
because they need me just as much as i need them
and i will not let you or anyone else get in my way....

you may have won one battle
but i promise you
deep down in my soul
i will come out on top and a better person than before!

:)

sittin in a coffee shop
sippin on pop
because thats just how i roll

watchin you work
and you look like a dork
but all in all you make me smile

throwing me candy kisses
as i'm sitting here wishing
that we could just could sit and talk

but your learning the ropes
and throwing around jokes
just to make me laugh

and too bad no one you knew was here
to see you lip sing and dance
oh wait did i just spill the beans ;)

making my messes
for you to clean up
but hey what are big sis's for :)

i'm thinking i'm goin to die
because i told someone special to stop
talking and texting you because u need to focus

oh well the thoughts of my mind
as i sit here in a coffee shop
sippin on my pop :)

suffering...

Struggling, suffficating myself out
finding it hard to breathe
buckling under the pressures
no one but me can see

that i'm dying inside
but just wanting to be free
wanting to be free
of the chains that bind me

the chains seem to become tighter and tighter
the fight in me is really not making the load lighter
sufficating, struggling to breathe
until the spirit dies inside of me

here goes nothing...

well...here's nothing...this will be my blog where my thoughts and my emotions will become actual words on a screen...i think this will be good for me....