Just a bit bitter
I'm not the same
There's not much to say
Except it's you that made me this way
I'm just a bit bitter
this journey I'm on
I'm just a bit bitter
Let the randomness flow forth...
Who are you to say what I should believe?
Who are you to tell me what I should do?
Who are you to make me think less of myself?
Who are you?
Can't you just leave me be?
Why do you torture me so
Can't you see
I've done nothing to you
I just wanna live
I wanna be the joy I see in the sky
the joy I feel in the wind
I wanna be the love I see in the sun
the love I feel in the rain
She waits for one,
one person alone can fill the hole
only one can fill the void
she’s not happy
and yet not depressed
she lives in joy,
for joy does not change with time
She’s by herself,
but she’s not alone
her waiting’s not in vain
She’s alone
and yet she’s not
she lives in the Lord
for the Lord does not change with time
Written: 5 Jan 2004
She sits alone on a park bench
and waits for Him
She watches the people pass by
going on about their lives
wondering if that will ever be her
She lies alone on the ground
as she waits for Him
She gazes up at the stars
thinking about the future and
what he holds in his hand
She walks alone in the forest
again she waits for Him
She admires the beauty all around
yet not feeling a part of it
wondering if she even measures up
She sleeps alone in the dark
and yet she waits for Him
She dreams she's not alone
she dreams she's a part of it all
and she's not on the outside
Written: 26 Dec 2003
Take my thoughts
Make them yours
I don't want them anymore
live in my heart
live in my head
radiate through all that I am
Give me love
make me overflow
help me show them who you are
live in my hands
live in my feet
radiate through all that I am
Written: 3 Feb 2004
Things haven't been good
times were confusing
but I've come to grips with that
I don't have to know
what comes next or
what's just around the corner
I don't have to know
things of this world
I don't have to see to understand
In reality...I don't have to understand
I only have to believe
Faith is my sight
And I am alive
Things have gotten better
times still confusing
but I've come to grips with that
I only have to believe
Faith is my sight
And I am alive
I don't have to know
things of this world
I don't have to see to understand
In reality...I don't have to understand
Written: 30 Jan 2004
There was a lady in the park today
sitting on a bench
seemed to be waiting
for something
I wonder if she knew for what she was waiting
She kept watching the people pass by
back and forth
perhaps she was waiting for someone
some relative, or friend, or something
and perhaps...no one
She seems calm but apprehensive
I wonder if she's excited or fearful
of the unknown
of what's yet to come
but I guess they go hand-in-hand
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I'm not finished with this one yet. I just wanted to let you guys see what I was working on!
Who am I? Who are you?
What brings us together?
What sets us apart?
For some people the answer might be to love and to be loved.
But what is love? What is true love
and how do you do it?
I don't think I have an answer
Although...does anyone really?
I've heard different answers:
to some it means Butterflies
to others...pain
lust, sacrifice, loyalty...
Love is a complicated thing.
Ask any stranger.
Why is it so hard for some
and for others so easy?
Is love an action or a feeling?
Does it have to be one or the other...
written: 27 May 2005