Ever since I picked up a pencil,
I wrote down my thoughts.
People read them,
Compliment me on my work.
To me they were just words.
I've never acknowledged the gift,
God has được trao me.
I use it each ngày in everything I do.
Today its the most important thing.
thi ca is art in written form.
Can an artist write a poem,
Can a poetist draw a picture.
Most of the time the answer is no.
bạn are only được trao one gift.
There is no choice.
I wouldn't trade it for the other.
All I need is a peice of paper,
And a nghề viết văn utensil.
Without these tools I would be nothing.
I'm a writer in the soul..
I wrote down my thoughts.
People read them,
Compliment me on my work.
To me they were just words.
I've never acknowledged the gift,
God has được trao me.
I use it each ngày in everything I do.
Today its the most important thing.
thi ca is art in written form.
Can an artist write a poem,
Can a poetist draw a picture.
Most of the time the answer is no.
bạn are only được trao one gift.
There is no choice.
I wouldn't trade it for the other.
All I need is a peice of paper,
And a nghề viết văn utensil.
Without these tools I would be nothing.
I'm a writer in the soul..
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
"You, sent out beyond your recall. Go to the limits of your longing. Embody me.
Flare up like flame,
and make big shadows I can di chuyển in.
Let everything happen to you:beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life. bạn will know it bởi it's seriousness.
Give me your hand."
These are the words we dimly hear:
"You, sent out beyond your recall. Go to the limits of your longing. Embody me.
Flare up like flame,
and make big shadows I can di chuyển in.
Let everything happen to you:beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life. bạn will know it bởi it's seriousness.
Give me your hand."
I’m standing up.
My eyes at shut.
Darkness is around me.
I can feel that their is some one in front of me.
I can feel their breath on me.
I’m afraid to open my eyes.
I can feel their eyes looking in to my soul
I’m afraid of what they will see.
My darkness, my hope, my dreams, my fear, every thing that makes me me.
I open my eyes and I’m looking in the mirror.
I’m afraid of myself.
Is life worth living if bạn are your own enemy.
I fight with my self every ngày and I all ways lose.
I come trang chủ bleeding and thinking of death.
I cant wait to death comes and gets me Ill greet it with open arms.
In to then ill just have to hope
My eyes at shut.
Darkness is around me.
I can feel that their is some one in front of me.
I can feel their breath on me.
I’m afraid to open my eyes.
I can feel their eyes looking in to my soul
I’m afraid of what they will see.
My darkness, my hope, my dreams, my fear, every thing that makes me me.
I open my eyes and I’m looking in the mirror.
I’m afraid of myself.
Is life worth living if bạn are your own enemy.
I fight with my self every ngày and I all ways lose.
I come trang chủ bleeding and thinking of death.
I cant wait to death comes and gets me Ill greet it with open arms.
In to then ill just have to hope
Words of Hope
One night on graveyard of the angels, I was walking,
that night I saw an angel, saw her crying,
her wings broken, torn, hurt, she was dying...
Angel, such an beauty, fallen from the heavens garden,
I watched her soul escape in the little tears,
to see her there, so deadly wounded, it was burden,
she was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears...
She was lying on the cold white marble plate,
to help her I tried, but I was too late,
in the pool of blood, to die, was her fate...
Angel stared me, I heard her silent cries,
pale little form on pool of so red blood,
angel, so fragile thing with beautiful eyes,
in rage I cried, tiếp theo who dies will be god...
I took Angel on my arms, kissed, loved, hold her near,
gave my warmth, words of hope I whispered in her ear,
god will pay for this crime, my love, do not fear...
I see mirrors of madness..
One night on graveyard of the angels, I was walking,
that night I saw an angel, saw her crying,
her wings broken, torn, hurt, she was dying...
Angel, such an beauty, fallen from the heavens garden,
I watched her soul escape in the little tears,
to see her there, so deadly wounded, it was burden,
she was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears...
She was lying on the cold white marble plate,
to help her I tried, but I was too late,
in the pool of blood, to die, was her fate...
Angel stared me, I heard her silent cries,
pale little form on pool of so red blood,
angel, so fragile thing with beautiful eyes,
in rage I cried, tiếp theo who dies will be god...
I took Angel on my arms, kissed, loved, hold her near,
gave my warmth, words of hope I whispered in her ear,
god will pay for this crime, my love, do not fear...
I see mirrors of madness..
When bạn think that everything is wrong,
and it’s like you’ll never stop the rain.
bạn won’t be waiting too long,
Cause I’ll come and stop the pain!
Then when everything is right ,
I’ll be close, bạn know.
And bạn will shine bright,
Cause we’ll be together forever and now!
I’ll always be with you-day and night.
bạn never will be alone,
I’ll hold bạn tight.
Cause you’re the One!
So is it too obvious that I want you,
Cause I can’t stop that!
Is it too obvious that I tình yêu you,
Cause I can’t hide that!
I want bạn and I tình yêu you,
I will repeat that hundred and one times.
Because honestly without you,
I’m simply just a mess
and it’s like you’ll never stop the rain.
bạn won’t be waiting too long,
Cause I’ll come and stop the pain!
Then when everything is right ,
I’ll be close, bạn know.
And bạn will shine bright,
Cause we’ll be together forever and now!
I’ll always be with you-day and night.
bạn never will be alone,
I’ll hold bạn tight.
Cause you’re the One!
So is it too obvious that I want you,
Cause I can’t stop that!
Is it too obvious that I tình yêu you,
Cause I can’t hide that!
I want bạn and I tình yêu you,
I will repeat that hundred and one times.
Because honestly without you,
I’m simply just a mess
~Why?
I wave in front of them.
Why don't they see me?
“I'm here!” I say.
Why don't they hear me?
They put their hands out to me, but touch air.
Why can't they feel me?
Why do I feel this way?
Neglected.
Betrayed.
Why...?
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~Mother to Son (for the movie "Changelings")
I miss you.
Where did bạn go?
bạn were in a arms just a few hours ago.
What am I to do?
The man has been punished
For what he did to you.
But yet, I wait,
When I know bạn will never show.
But remember,
No matter where bạn are,
I will tình yêu bạn Walter.
Forever.
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~Days
Days are young,
but never end.
Tomorrow comes,
but never decends
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~Who Am I?
Prevented to do
What I want to do.
Prevented to say
What I want to say.
Prevented to be
What I want to be.
Who Am I?
I wave in front of them.
Why don't they see me?
“I'm here!” I say.
Why don't they hear me?
They put their hands out to me, but touch air.
Why can't they feel me?
Why do I feel this way?
Neglected.
Betrayed.
Why...?
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~Mother to Son (for the movie "Changelings")
I miss you.
Where did bạn go?
bạn were in a arms just a few hours ago.
What am I to do?
The man has been punished
For what he did to you.
But yet, I wait,
When I know bạn will never show.
But remember,
No matter where bạn are,
I will tình yêu bạn Walter.
Forever.
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~Days
Days are young,
but never end.
Tomorrow comes,
but never decends
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~Who Am I?
Prevented to do
What I want to do.
Prevented to say
What I want to say.
Prevented to be
What I want to be.
Who Am I?
A little dandelion sits alone.
Very lonely she is.
She wishes for new Những người bạn to play with.
All thriugh summer she hears the trees.
She wishes they were nicer.
Oh but they are to wise to speak to a flower.
She longed for a field of her kind.
She dreamed of this field.
A magical hoa kingdom.
Where hoa sparkled and bloomed.
When she awoke she was sad.
The sparkling hoa were gone.
One ngày a girl smelled of her.
It made her feel special.
She loved to make people smile.
That was her beloved gift.
The girl visited her each day.
Giving her water.
She listened as the girl told her , her name.
Sunny she had said.
The little dandelion grew happy.
She had made a friend.
Happiness wasn't Những người bạn of her kind.
It was the ones that cared.
She learned a big lesson that summer.
Friendship can come from anyone.
Very lonely she is.
She wishes for new Những người bạn to play with.
All thriugh summer she hears the trees.
She wishes they were nicer.
Oh but they are to wise to speak to a flower.
She longed for a field of her kind.
She dreamed of this field.
A magical hoa kingdom.
Where hoa sparkled and bloomed.
When she awoke she was sad.
The sparkling hoa were gone.
One ngày a girl smelled of her.
It made her feel special.
She loved to make people smile.
That was her beloved gift.
The girl visited her each day.
Giving her water.
She listened as the girl told her , her name.
Sunny she had said.
The little dandelion grew happy.
She had made a friend.
Happiness wasn't Những người bạn of her kind.
It was the ones that cared.
She learned a big lesson that summer.
Friendship can come from anyone.
My only an toàn, két an toàn haven has been taken.
To a land far away.
I may never see it again,
In ngày hoặc even night.
My soul has died today.
Is there any way out?
Behind the tears I am blinded.
My life is torn apart.
I must choose a road to go.
Stay quiet I must,
For no one can find out.
My secret is my nightmare.
There is no way to wake up.
I must walk around living a lie.
My family prays each day,
That someone will come for me.
I'm being pushed away from my friend,
My sister in mind is gone.
I need her to live, to breath where is she?
She fights for me, but there is no hope.
She is gone forever torn from me.
Her tim, trái tim still beats but she can not speak to me.
I mourn for her desperatly.
The light is dimming,
Blackness is trying to take over.
My life is ending.............
To a land far away.
I may never see it again,
In ngày hoặc even night.
My soul has died today.
Is there any way out?
Behind the tears I am blinded.
My life is torn apart.
I must choose a road to go.
Stay quiet I must,
For no one can find out.
My secret is my nightmare.
There is no way to wake up.
I must walk around living a lie.
My family prays each day,
That someone will come for me.
I'm being pushed away from my friend,
My sister in mind is gone.
I need her to live, to breath where is she?
She fights for me, but there is no hope.
She is gone forever torn from me.
Her tim, trái tim still beats but she can not speak to me.
I mourn for her desperatly.
The light is dimming,
Blackness is trying to take over.
My life is ending.............
Times are rough.
People without homes,
Sleeping in cars.
The economy is in its worst hour.
Many soldiers die a day.
Fighting a battle that has no hope.
Families are taken away.
In seek of better homes.
Hard times are present.
Jobs being được trao away.
Factories close their doors.
Homeless people here and their.
Gas prices rise each day,
Taking poor folks dough.
What thêm can we take.
Seeking help we chose him.
Obama, Obama can bạn help us.
We need bạn know thêm than ever.
Change the economy, save the day.
For your our only hope.
If there is hope at all.
Give us our jobs and our homes.
Help the homeless, save the chidren.
bạn promised us bạn would.
Don't go back on your word.
Stay true to the people.
Save us from Bush's mistake.
It's in your hands now.
hiển thị us bạn wealthy enough to be our president.
People without homes,
Sleeping in cars.
The economy is in its worst hour.
Many soldiers die a day.
Fighting a battle that has no hope.
Families are taken away.
In seek of better homes.
Hard times are present.
Jobs being được trao away.
Factories close their doors.
Homeless people here and their.
Gas prices rise each day,
Taking poor folks dough.
What thêm can we take.
Seeking help we chose him.
Obama, Obama can bạn help us.
We need bạn know thêm than ever.
Change the economy, save the day.
For your our only hope.
If there is hope at all.
Give us our jobs and our homes.
Help the homeless, save the chidren.
bạn promised us bạn would.
Don't go back on your word.
Stay true to the people.
Save us from Bush's mistake.
It's in your hands now.
hiển thị us bạn wealthy enough to be our president.
i'm a prisoner
of word's unsaid
just lonely feelings
locked away in my head
i trap myself further
everytime i stay quiet
i should start to speak
but istop and stay silent
and now i have made my own hard bed
inside a prisoner of words unsaid
i am a P.O.W.
not a prisoner of war
a prisoner of words
like a soldier
i'm a fighter
yet only a puppet
mostly i only say
what bạn wanna hear
could bạn take it if i came clear?
hoặc would yourather see me
stoned on a drug of the M.I.A.
i guess that's what i am
scraping this cold earth
for a piece of myself
For Peace in myself
of word's unsaid
just lonely feelings
locked away in my head
i trap myself further
everytime i stay quiet
i should start to speak
but istop and stay silent
and now i have made my own hard bed
inside a prisoner of words unsaid
i am a P.O.W.
not a prisoner of war
a prisoner of words
like a soldier
i'm a fighter
yet only a puppet
mostly i only say
what bạn wanna hear
could bạn take it if i came clear?
hoặc would yourather see me
stoned on a drug of the M.I.A.
i guess that's what i am
scraping this cold earth
for a piece of myself
For Peace in myself
I'm tired of being your booty call, the one bạn call when no one cares. I'm tired of feeling the way I feel, so I'm going to take my self out of the game and watch from the sidelines, cause whats the point in playing the game if your gonna loose like I do. I'll always be here to cheer bạn on, I'll even shed tear just because your gone. Inside I'm hurting and I know bạn are too, I'm sorry it had to end this way, but maybe in another life we could play the same game and win everytime, but for now all I'm going to say is bye, I'll see bạn tiếp theo time.
HELP!! I don't know what to classify this as, a song hoặc a poem!!
HELP!! I don't know what to classify this as, a song hoặc a poem!!