I Know I Can, Be What I Wanna Be...

I find it hard to say
Especially on the good days

Just wanna hold it inside
All mine! All mine!

The little girl who always remembered to pray
Today, yes today, the Greatest Love showed her a way

Smile and wow

Something tells me this one's right

NAS: I Can

Lesson #413

So bad for you
So bad for you that you just don't know what to do

In the end, fuck what is in the end?
The mysteries of wait and see

You were right, ain't nothing ever really in black and white
Squared dreams

Control?
Does it really make you whole?

What did i really wanna know?
Hmmm....

Take the easy turn
Fall flat to get up again

Maybe it's easier when the milk turns sour
Throw it out cos bad was what it's all about

Couldn't just celebrate
Had to cry like some big wake

Squared dreams
In my head is all it seems

Couldn't just celebrate
Had to cry like some big wake

After one big blow, can it still be beautiful?

Bette Midler's THE ROSE

Crying is Overrated

Cry because it didn't turn out my way
Cry because the answer was nay





Smile for your hands
Smile because you made those moments so grand

Smile because despite the fears
Smile the aching questions are clear

Smile all the castles in the sky
Smile because now I know it is not you and I

Smile for I think you have found your peace
Smile you give me hope in my release

Smile because I was there when you needed me
Smile the butterflies are free

Smile and cry
No more shall I wonder, tonight I can say goodbye

From now just two old friends
Maybe one day, we smile together again

Duck Rice and Chewy Pretzels

When new friends name old friends
Yet no connection runs through

When the spirit wakes to a faded moon
And far away friends reach out to you

The best friend calls for a day off
Nothing like movies, smokes and famous rice to whisk the dreams

Just when you decide to let go
Behold the faith the ultimate love will help you grow

Some days Alice is in Wonderland
Marching with lion and tin man

Maybe tomorrow they will becomes foes
Twisted fate, chewy pretzels

An elegant dance of attracted souls
Bow, there may never be a next show

Passing, real and beautiful

Tomorrow is Her Birthday

The empty cubicles that bind us.
The embellished holes that define us.

All at once whole.
World within world.

Every moment adds to the story.
Friends, lovers, mothers, me.

The stillness as she contemplates.
Folded knees, enduring heart ache.

Words played in his confined space.
No there to go, he knows, she knows.

Home?
Two untouched pillows.

But they are so much more than this filled cubicle.
Walking eggs afraid to break.

Easy come, hard to hold.
In the end mere beating hearts in the dark.

The door he never closed.
The light she leaves on.

Take Time to Realize........


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