Ok

Can I talk to you please, how did I know

That the words that flowed would hurt so bad?

It was like a slap in the face, then I woke up

He said I'm sorry it hurts, He said I'm confussed

Was it something I did? No it was something I said

I just thought you cared

Now I know the way you feel, is not the way I hoped it would be

Why was I so blind? It's not like I couldn't see

Then I realized it's ok, if you're not the best for me that can only mean

There someone, somewhere, and someday I will meet

And fall in love the way it's meant to be

I was embarrassed, why did I say

You kept asking if everything was ok

When I told the truth, you turned away

You didn't really wanna know, and you didn't know what to say

You said you care, you said I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart

So if nothing more ever works out, I'll leave it to you

No regrets, no hurt feelings, everything is ok

For one more night, I wish you'd ask me to stay

But for now I want you to know, everything's ok

The Promise of Some Day

Some day you will see things differently
Some day you will find that what you desire is not left behind,
Some day you will understand the questions
Some day is a promise of things life holds for you
Some day is not too far away
Some day is soon
Some day you look forward to, it keeps you staying strong
Some day is your future, a reach with in the length of you arm,
Some day all your dreams, hope and goals can come true
Some day is not something you should dread, but something to look forward to
Some day is a promise, like a rainbow in your future

The Beauty of Simply Letting It Be

Questions demand an answer, feelings desire a response. Life requires participation and love can feel like war.
Sometimes it feels like the world's on your shoulders. Trying to hold it together you crack under pressure.
You want something so bad so cross your fingers and pray it works out but still you feel the nauseating doubt.
Not sure where things are headed you start to dread it, afraid you'll get hurt admits the rush
Here is the secret the beauty lies, in that moment where you close your eyes
Stop the worry, stop trying to make it work, only time will tell
There is nothing you can do but wait until,everyone decides how they really feel
Slow down a take a breath, look for a moment to see
The beauty of simply letting it be.

Life, Love and the Pursuit of Happiness

Life- not valued, it is taken from ones self in America more than any other country of the world. Life is unsanctified. Thrown in the streets to be walked upon, to get trampled, to get dirty. Life in America is dead.

Love-love is abused, broken. Love is used, love is empty. Love equals self-fulfillment. Love for others is lost.

The Pursuit of Happiness-found in not who you are but what you do. You are defined by what you gain, how far ahead you are. How much money you make and where you vaccation in the summer.



Life-valued, respected. Beautiful and abundant. Never degraded or diminshed, life sanctified.

Love-something given, not taked. Something neither bought nor sold. Something pure, whole. Never hit, or pushed to the floor. Love caring beyond all reason.

The Pursuit of Happiness- each persons achivments and goals. It is not climbing the corporate ladder it's loving what you do. The Pursuit of Happiness is found in who you are and how hard you worked to get where you are.

In which America are you living?