SECOND GUESSES

Am I fighting what's right
And loving what's wrong?
Am I in the place I do or don't belong?
Who's to say what's good for me?
I wish there was a path
I could clearly see.
Because I don't know
where to go.
I don't know
which colors to show.
I want to trust
this wind that blows.
The wind I follow
where ever it goes.
I want to trust
my instinct within.
But that's something
I've yet to know how
to begin.

[you think you understand? but you're unaware of the spin.]

THROUGH YOU

You know me by my name,
You hold me by hand.
Even in the wilderness,
I am not forgotten.
Though tree roots may trip me,
And tree branches my slap me,
You always tend to my wounds.
The journey may be long,
But you are forever my companion.
Like the North Star in the night sky,
You direct my path.
Like the sun in the morning blue,
You shine light on my footsteps.
When mountains are before me,
I try to climb, and strive to conquer.
But no Lord, you said
To speak and make them move.
So I step down from the mountainside
And release my attempts at victory,
Because my victory has already been attained
Through you.

REFLECTIVE TONIGHT

who would i be without writing? what would i do? nothing and no one. i wouldn't dare exist without it.

VISION

I Hope:
that someday I'll be just as good if not better than those I look up to at capturing & captivating the hearts and minds of youth.

I Pray:
that God allow everything to fall right into place.

I Work:
towards something bigger than myself and I find it worth it to scramble to come up from behind where I've fallen.

I Write:
to make all things a part of a great work of art.

I Live and Love:
to find the miracles big and small that make this life worth it all.

JESUS LOVE ME?

Majestic king of all,
how do I believe you love me
one who is so flawed and small.
Though I want you to,
I'm aware of his impossibility.
After everything I've said and done
or didn't say and do,
I hide in shame
and hope that
you could forgive me
after all.
Maybe some day
I'll become someone
you can love.
Maybe I could love me too.

WRITING IN A STONE HAND

Beneath the moon,
against a tree,
I write these songs
to you.
accompanied by stars,
each other
we watch,
as one graces
the other
with beauty
from both our
points of view.
Crystal clear the sky
I wish it was
the same
deep inside me,
but never it has been,
ever will it be?
escaping the shadows around
I dance here in the moon
with my words
and the dandelions.

NIGHT

The night lark sings
bringing company
into my silently cold night
reminding me
that I'm never alone
and there is beauty
even in the darkness.

DESPITE IT ALL

Who am I
that you would love me
Despite it all,
Despite it all?
Who am I
that you'd forgive me
Despite it all,
Despite it all?
And who am I
That you'd care
About this broken heart of mine?
Who am I,
who am I?
I am yours.

Who are You,
that you'd claim me
instead of shame me
after all,
after all?
Who are You
That you'd be for me
even adore me
after all
after all?
Who are you
who are you?
You are God.

WORDS UNSPOKEN

I
wrote you a letter
and signed
my name,
sealed it with a kiss, I
filled these pages with
all my love
for you.
But,
my words
go unsaid
because
they go unread
by you.
My door
stays closed
guarding this
broken
heart of mine.
Oh darlin,
I'm scared of you
I don't want you to hurt me
anymore.
I'm scared of me
I don't want to hurt you
anymore.
So where do I go
from here?
Babe I just want you near.
Here,
with me
but no because
I'm scared of us
I don't want us to
hurt each other
anymore.
I'm scared of this
I don't want to lose you
or your love.
I'm scared,
of hurting,
of losing.
I'm scared,
of you,
of this.
Oh, I'm scared of you
I don't want you to hurt me
anymore.
I'm scared of me
I don't want to hurt you,
anymore.
I don't want to lose you
don't want to abuse you.
But I'm scared,
that you
don't
love me
anymore.

SO DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME

I'm laying in my coffin
and i need a haircut
but I'm not gonna get it
cause the world's
forgotten about me.
Laying dead
six feet under
and I can't
enjoy my slumber.
Whoa! You have forgotten me.
Whoa! I'm not in memory.
Somebody's gotta keep me alive
even though I have died.
And as I lay dead
with roaches crawling
through my head
I haunt you
to let you know
that you musn't
forget about me.

SENSELESS

I don't want to think
I don't want to know
I don't want to care
There's too much chaos
everywhere.
I'm trying to keep my
head above water
but the waves get stronger
and i get shorter.
Who knows whats next?
All I know
is that I see yet
another wave
coming my way
upon the horizon
and it's bigger than
ever before.

NOTE IN MY POCKET

The earth shatters,
the blood rushes,
and I fall.
Faster and harder
than before.
This is round 2.
3 strikes you're out,
So when will I crumble again?

MOST ALIVE

My link is only connected
when I'm in touch with this
verbose heart of mine.
When my heart speaks,
my fingers move,
giving birth to written art
and musical creativity.
When I deliver these to
your bored senses
I'm letting you touch my heart.
Do you feel it beating?
Do you sense that
this is when I am
Most Alive?

THESE WORDS

When I am gone,
these words are all
that will be left of me.
So me live on
by leaving with you
my heart poured upon these pages of creativity.
When I part from you,
you won't be without me.
Because you carry within you
My Love.
When I am gone
you will all
that is left of me
You, whom I loved
You, who loved me.

THOUGHTS FROM TODAY

• When we're young, there's margin for error. But the older we get, that margin grows thinner.
• Everyone or thing isn't always good, or always evil...
• In life, everything isn't always spiritual, some things are simply practical.
• As long as I've got you, I'm never too far from home.

THOUGHTS TO PONDER FROM DR. ELGIN

• Right now is the staple of our lives.
• Right now it's more about finding ourselves than worrying about others.
• We get too wrapped up about what's going on around us that we break within because we don't have a firm inner foundation.
• Sometimes we feel that where we were is where we need to be. But we change. So then the place we were is no longer the place we need to be. Who you have now become, and grown to be, will not operate in the crib of sorts it needs to be.
• We are afraid of change, but change is what we need.
• In life there are river bends and detours. when things go out of sight, it doesn't mean an end, it just means a more complex ride.
• Never shape yourself to fit within the puzzles of others. The puzzle pieces of your life can only fit within your puzzle.
• God sends us people we need at certain points in our life to help along the journey.
• You can't start a new chapter without giving closure to the previous one.
• We can't sit around waiting for what we want to just drop out of the sky. We have to go after it for ourselves
• Everything happens for a reason.

JUST AND ONLY

"Just"
and
"Only"
follow me
all my days...
telling me who I am
and what I'm worth.
"Just"
and
"Only"
creep behind me
in the shadows
whispering reminders
about what I can do
and where I can't go.
"Just"
and
"Only"
keep me small
barely above a whisper
nearly translucent
and within the confines
of a sleeping castle
that's covered in cobwebs.
"Just"
and
"Only"
cover my eyes
not as a blindfold
but as a mirror
ever before me
cracked and warped.
"Just"
and
"Only"
are developed
in all my photo albums.
I am at a place now,
where I want to watch
my scrapbooks
be cut and burned.
"Just"
and
"Only"
might finally leave
with them.
Until I turn to abandon
the ashes of their curse
only to meet them
once again.
For "Just"
and
"Only"
conspire to occupy
the same space with me
evermore.

HERE AGAIN

Congratulations.
I am
a jolly good failure.
For here I am scared
having pushed you away
yet again,
failing to be a source
of joy, peace and comfort
for you.
There's nothing
and no one
else to blame
but myself,
which is the saddest
of all parts
of this story.
Your happiness
is essential to my own
happiness.
But I have the ability
to deliver that to
all of none.
I fear you have shut me away
so I retreat and hide.
Though I will fight for you,
I rather not agitate an
all but tranquil
lion's den
and only add
to the damage
I've already caused.

MAKING WAR NOT LOVE

Being beaten up
by the bully
who is none other than
myself.
The punches come,
the bruises linger,
and yet I
relent not.
I writhe
in a pain so true,
not even you,
nor they,
can allieviate it
lest you transcend
upon this confliction
with a love
I have forgotten
to recognize.
Yet even then,
I don't surrender.
Continuing to chain
myself hostage,
I am a prisoner
of and to myself.

prodigal daughter

I have been here many times before. Indeed it's as if I've never left this inbetween of mine. I am like the lamb that has left the flock. Unprotected, I'm left vulnerable to the attacks of my predators. I've ignored the calls of the shepherd in pursuit of my self and my harmonizing melody. Obsessively I ask myself, "are fleeting moments of happiness worth the risk of losing eternal joy?" Somehow, I don't know the answer. Chasing after something so unknown all the while believing in something so unseen yet needing them both. Everyone always demands something of me including myself so this ripped heart of mine bestows upon me ever present pain. What is it that I want to gain? Who is it that I want to be? Where is it that I want to go? What is it that I want to do? All these questions just lead me in a circle absent of direction. What is the point in the center of this forsaken circle of mine? To be true to myself is the reasoning beyond this all. I pray with all my heart that this truth is a worthy cause to put such at stake. So to stay true to myself is to.... Thus, the Prodigal Daughter.

BEHIND THE GLASS

So tempted
to touch you,
yet afraid
for you aren't mine
that you would allow me
to behold you.
You are so near
right before me.
But your
pretty glass case
divides the space
between us.
I fight temptation
and painfully await
the moment you
break your glass.
and allow me in.
Or is it I
who infiltrates the barrier
first?
Shock.
My world splinters
and shatters away
around me.
Your hands reach for me.
And I realize
it was I
inside the glass
unreachable and immobilized.

ANYTHING AT ALL

i search for words.
anything at all
to say to you.
i plead with reason
beg at random
for any excuse
to remind you
of my existence.
so disconnected
i need you
to see me again
remind me of
my own existence.
i just want to
feel you there
like i used to.
my heart is lonely
in this room
full of people
because all i want
are words
anything at all
to say to you.

THE UNKNOWN

Here it comes
The moment I've been dreading
a while now.
So afraid of the unknown
I don't know what become of this.
Mercy be granted?
Let not this day
Fall upon me.
For with it comes
The dark clouds
Over me that
Block out the sky.
And in the sky
There is hope and laughter.

MY SHOOTING STAR

you cry yourself to sleep
& i am awake
longing to hold you close
& whisper sweet nothings
& gentle somethings
into your ear
in hopes that they
meet your heart.

when i feel so lost
i ask myself where do i go from here
but your heart calls
and i remember where i belong.
i wished upon a shooting star last night
and tonight i gaze at the moon
and i know that wherever you are
the same moon shines light on you.

STRUGGLE

i GASP for air
as i snap back into reality
hands GRABBING at
something ANYTHING to
HOLD ME steady.
and i REALIZE the danger
thats SURROUNDS me.
sanity KICKS IN and I RUN
where the hell am I running to?
I have no damn idea.
I STOP and look around.
"FIGURE IT OUT!
Where do YOU NEED to GO?"
"i don't know..."
"WHAT do YOU NEED to DO?"
"i don't know..."
Giving up, I CURL IN on myself.
I meet the cold ground
to ABANDON MYSELF.
Leaving myself with no one who cares.

ZONED

zoning out.

the world before me

becomes a blur.

just a mix of color and sound.

i don't feel the cold air

and i don't feel you touch me.

i'm stuck in this escape

but only digging myself deeper

into captivity.

thus i continue

on my circular path

that gets me nowhere.

dear RACHEL. love, ALWAYS

Wherever you are,

Wherever you go,

Please know,

That somewhere,

Someone loves you.

Always.

LAY ME DOWN

As my cat gently sleeps,
The candles burn.
I lay here,
Against the pillows,
Pouring out my cares,
Worries, joys and prayers,
In hopes of finding
The purpose of them all.
My prayer tonight...
Before I lay me down to sleep
I give the page
My words to keep
And hope to God
Its not in vain
And tomorrow
My heart beats free of pain.

HOPE

The smoke of my life

is only a gray haze now.

The screaming of my heart

is but a whimper and a whine.

Just a bit of relief

from the relentless

Bullets at my heart.

My wounds are nursed

by His comfort.

My heart is warmed and awakened

by Her love.

The clouds clear

and light illuminates the gray.

My deepest fear

only being that this relief

is but a joke.

REBEL WITH A CAUSE

Burning at the stake

for the sake

of love.

How many more

will be persecuted

or executed

in the name

of love.

my heart

our hearts

are alive and loving.

But for that

they are victims

of the hate and disdain

of the world.

THE CSUF ROSES

In the garden of life
there are many flowers
but there are also weeds.
You hold within you
the power to transform
these weeds into roses.
On a rose bush
a single rose doesn't grow alone.
It grows along side a family
of roses all gracing the earth
Together.
Through this unity,
the roses have a power
even a great fire couldn't consume.
They posses a strength
an earthquake couldn't crumble.

*DEDICATED TO THE 2009-2010 CSUF ROSES*

WORDS AND THE GIFTS THEY GIVE

I sat down
My feet left the ground

In sitting
I stood up

In quieting my voice
I spoke

In the silence
I heard

In letting go
I received

In dim light
The world around me brightened

These were the effects of words
And the gifts they give.

UNCLEAR

I'm given choices
And I'm given free will.
But no matter what I choose,
It's gonna hurt.
Am I always going to lose
somewhere and somehow?
Im given this incredible power,
But with it,
I can't make up my mind
as to how to use it.

WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE?

Is God telling me not to give up?
or rewarding me for following his will?
Doors are finally opening
but in the wrong place.
Or is this really the RIGHT place?
Confusion and anxiety overwhelm me
to the point of pain.
I'm standing at a crossroads
pulled in both directions.
I have to make up my mind
and the power lies in my hands.
But I need the right direction
From God.
Where do I go from here?
Just where am I meant to be?

HOME

I feel at home
in the place where
the broken are.
Where around every corner
you find a sinner
and traces of a broken heart.
Everyone here
has stood on the line,
felt the darkness of the brink,
cried out in lonliness,
has wrinkles of the past
engraved into their foreheads.
I feel at home
with the people who
have been lost time and time again
but are found by the same search party.
I feel at home
with the people who are just like me
and together we face the future
with our faces turned to God.
Like them,
I have been redeemed.
I feel at home in the place
where we are all in love
With the same man.
Because He loved us all first.

THE DOOR OF HOLINESS

I stand before the door of answers.
It's full of such light and power.
But I am here void of color,
and I am empty.
If I step through the door,
I will fill with color.
I want what's behind the door-
Life with the Master,
Being who I was meant to be,
Fulfilling my destiny.
But I am scared,
and only half willing,
unready to let go
of the poison I have fed off of
for so long.
I can barely stand in my
CONFLICTION and RESISTANCE.
Conviction overwhelms me,
Guilt takes over.
I hover before the door
In war between
two unforgiving, relentless powers.
I am only gray in fear,
indescision
and unwillingness.

EVERYTHING GOES ON BUT ME

Without you
The world keeps turning
and life continues living
but MY LIFE
isn't the same without you.
It's incomplete
MY WORLD
spins wrong without you.

SIDEWALK POEM

But what if I can't?
What if they're right?
What if I fail?
Will I lose my dignity
and all the pieces of me?
I don't want to fall apart
right in front of you.

Walking down this sidewalk
it's so hard to keep placing
one foot in front of the other.
I just want to curl into a ball
inbetween the cracks in the cement.

I don't want to be just a face in the crowd
B/c then who am I?
Not a reason to stop and stare.
If I'm just a face in the crowd,
I'm scared I'll let lost in it
or worse
swept away.

CRASH
what do you do
when a car gets run off the road
onto the curb
and lands literally right in front of you?
what do you do
when you realize
you would be smashed
had you been five feet farther ahead?
what do you do when there's total chaos
and all these sirens
but you're completely zoned out
because right then and there
the world could have gone dark?
what you do is sit there on the curb
with glass in your hair
and the smell of gasoline n your nose
trying to figure out
what the hell just happened.
a couple hours later,
you still haven't figured it out...

MILK

I am like a gallon of milk.
Like milk comes from the cow,
I come from something bigger
than myself.
I have an important purpose
and I hold incredible potential.
Milk can become chocolate, white, or strawberry.
It can be a milkshake, icecream yogurt,
and even cheese.
I can also become a multitude of things.
But if nothing else is certain,
It is that
I have an expiration date.
One day, I will grow old and perish.
So for now, I will fill my days with meaning
For as that day draws nearer
My chances become slimmer.
I don't want to say goodbye
Without having taken something with me
But moreso, left something behind.
We are all milk
In this huge dairy factory.

AWAKE

I’m scared.

Even though I have you

I’m scared that I will have to suffer

with having to hear the echoes of what once was.

The hardest part is in the waking

because everything was perfect,

but the next moment

you’re awake in reality

and you realize it was all a dream.

NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT NOTHING

i absolutely love you
and theres nothing you can do about it.
nothing i feel for you will change
and theres nothing you can do about it.
i need you in my life, want you in my life...
but theres nothing i can do about that.
theres nothing i can do about anything.
i have no control over the fire around me
or what it burns.

WHO

who am i anymore?
who am i to you?
am i an echo of your past,
and a ghost in your future?
are your days lost to me?
and is your heart locked away?
am i more than an empty shell?
or has the music ceased to play?
i want the sun to rise on our faces
and the birds to sing above our heads.
is that but a broken dream?
am i longing for whats dead?
who am i anymore?
just someone walking this lonely road of thorns.
i hear you whisper...
but its just the wind
teasing my aching heart.

THE DANCE

the band strikes the first chord
the drums begin to beat
my heart quickens
when our eyes meet
i take your hand
you take mine
we take this chance
and so...

we dance.
swaying, turning
spinning round.
blissfully and beautifully
our feet leave the ground.
hearts conjoined
through this melody
creating together
pefect harmony.
our dreams dance beside us
and all our memories
the light in our faces
reflect the symphony.

but all of a sudden
the music fades
something cut the sheet music
with a poisonous blade
you are taken
from our waltzing ballet
and my beautiful sky
begins to turn gray.
where are you now?
what about our dance?
i'm left here on the dance floor
forever changed by our romance
but the absence of the music
leaves me broken
so many things have been left unspoken
i feel like i was dreaming
and now i have woken
into a nightmare
because now i'm without you.

BRUTAL

mean.
you became so mean.
when i tried my best
you seemed like
you just didn't care.
you stopped writing
you stopped smiling
you seemed like
you just didn't care!
you dropped me like a brick
and i fell hard.
you seemed like
you just didn't care.
what was i suppossed to do?
i thought you didn't care!
but it was i who let you down.
i couldn't call,
i couldn't always write,
you couldn't tell i was smiling.
you thought i didn't care.
but i loved you all along
and that love is so strong.
even though you coudln't tell
i did care.
and right now
you feel so far away.
i want to bridge the distance
because i still care.
but oh,
baby you hurt me.
i wonder if i hurt you.
i just want you forever mine.
but i fear that you are no longer in love with me
as i am in love with you.
that pain
is brutal.

POINT OF HOPE

one will always wonder
"where do i go from here?"
but i want to know,
"what do i do with now?"
for if i can't get through this moment
i have nothing in the future.
if i have no future
i have nothing to live for now.
so then everything is a pointless circle...
until the day you came.
and filled my days with hope.
you released your light
and my spirit took flight.
now where i go from here
is unimportant
because all i need to know
is that you will stand right by my side
no matter where my NOW takes me.

THE INBETWEEN

I exist in the "inbetween"
I'm not a girl,
but not yet a woman.
I love,
but not exactly the way
that has been percribed.
My heart aches
but my face smiles.
I am every shade of gray.
Can you see me here in the "inbetween"?
I don't think you can.

Because in the inbetween

I exist

But I'm unreachable.

NEVER HAVE I EVER

Never have I ever wanted to scream so badly as I do now
Crying is in vain because the tears will only return tomorrow
and by then, what will i have accomplished?
I will have only endured more heartache.
but is that an accomplishement in itself?
to endure is to overcome.
to endure is to refuse to allow yourself to be consumed.
Tomorrow, I will have kept at least my nose above water
for one more day.
At least I have won against the waves yet again.

PASS ME ON BY

Love has passed me by once again.
I watch the beautiful gems
bestow upon me their great blessing
But then, I am forsaken.

SCARLET LETTER

i wrote you a letter.

but its one i'll never send.

i'm not sure if i'll ever conquer that fear.

so for now,

it sits in my top drawer,

untouchable,

with the rest of my untouchables.

the things i never said

are forever a secret to you

as they eat me alive

like roaches in my brain and worms in my heart.

such a tragedy

for i'm forbidding my letter of scarlett character

the opportunity

to change life as we know it.

LIKE POPCORN

i want to be like popcorn.

in and of my own category.

unlike anything else.

i want the heat and explosion

to be worth it in the end.

and i want to be addicting.

i will be popcorn one day.

if that is my goal,

then what am i now?

a popcorn kernel?

sure, why not.

i just hope a bird doesn't eat me

before i come into my greatness.

THE WORLD

the world is my oyster.
but who ever said it contained a pearl?
no one.
i've just got this empty shell
and it has no meaning.
its purpose is unknown to me.
i'm trying to crack it open in vain
because once i open it of course
i'll be disappointed.

ANOTHER VERSE

the truths of moments long gone

captured here on my page of misfortune.

WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE

provoking myself to tears

because that the only thing that lets this horrible ache out.

and even after i let it out,

its still there building up again.

where do i go from here after the rain clears?

the clouds will only stay.

no cooling breeze to push them out of my skies.

only cries.

out to no one but God.

but does God care about the ache

or does he say to me you caused this for yourself?

i mourn my dreams and weep over my heart

i curse the trials and wail in pain.

but nothing is solved,

just momentarilly alleviated.

where to go from here but in a circle.

the same circle i've seen for all my life.

i watch everything around me burn.

and now i sit listening to the soundtrack of ashes.

echoes of what was and has been.

i want to veer off from this circular path

and just simply walk a straight line.

but no i can't,

because to do so isn't so simple.

where to go from here?

i ask this question in vain

because no one can tell me.

and if if someone could and did,

i couldn't do it.

because i'm stuck.

where do i go from here?

no where.

i stay here and scream out at my fears,

pour out my tears.

LOST MEMOS

when the ppl sit, i stand.
they stand, i dance around.
when they walk away, i stand alone,
but the courage to continue stands with me.
when it hits me, i break.
my world stops turning but lives go on.
they leave me here in last year when i couldn't walk any further.
so now everyones happily ever after in 2013
while i cry in the empty past that is my present
and present that is my future thats going no where.
and ppl want to ask me
what i'm doing, where i'm going, how i've been today,
but i'm no where near to answer.
where am i?
lost to world within myself,
where no one can find me.
random explorers filled with curiosity
try to find their way through the madness of the jungle i hide within,
but they turn back giving up on the impossible.
and when it rains here, it pours.
and when i fly,
its only momentarily and all along,
i only think i'm flying
but its only when i'm asleep
because i wake up to realize
that i've mistaken my flying, for falling.
is falling worth it, when its falling in love?
yes of course.
love is never in vain.
as i fall, i fall faster than the other fallers nearest me.
again i'm left falling alone.
where has everyone gone to?
no. where have i gone away?
ive found some place just as miserable as my mind.
dare i dance? no.
dare i stand? no.
dare i sit? no i can't.
i can only lay here imobilized
by all that has worn holes in my shoes.
i want to be like popcorn.
even though im put through the fire and i will explode...
the explosion is worth it.
because i become something of value.
but for now,
i'm just a pop corn kernel.
something with potential.
hmm not even that.
i am just me.
standing while everyone sits.
i'm suppossed to be sitting too apparently.
but i didnt get the memo.

SUCH AS LIFE

How come i can't just be content.

I got what I wanted.

But I don't wanna leave what I have.

I've grown to appreciate

But now I have to leave

I just want to have my cake

and eat it too.

I want to have my ice cream

But be given a spoon.

Thats not the way life is though.

Theres always give and take.

How come everytime

Something makes me happy,

Somewhere my heart still breaks?

CHANGES

HOW COME ALL OF A SUDDEN EVERYTHING CHANGES?
WHEN I LEAST EXPECTED IT EVERYTHING REARRANGES.
THINGS LOOK UP
AND I'M CONFUSED LOOKIN ROUND.
SEEMS LIKE ALL OF A SUDDEN
EVERYTHINGS PICKIN UP OFF THE GROUND.
AND I HAVE NO IDEA
IF ITS ALL SOME JOKE.
SEEMS LIKE JUST YESTERDAY
I WAS TRYIN TO SEE IN THE SMOKE
FROM THE FLAMES AROUND ME
THAT WEREN'T RELENTING,
NOW HERE I AM
WHILE THESE BLESSINGS ARE PRESENTING
THEMSELVES RIGHT BEFORE ME.

ITS BEEN A LONG TIME COMIN
BUT I'M STILL CONFUSED.
DID ALL THIS FINALLY START HAPPENING
BECAUSE I DID SOMETHING RIGHT?
OR IS GOD GIVING ME A TASTE OF HAPPINESS
BEFORE HE TAKES ME AWAY BECAUSE I LOST THE FIGHT?
I HAVE NO IDEA
EXACTLY WHATS GOIN ON
BUT IMMA ENJOY IT
EVEN IF ITS A CON.
HERE I AM
WITH A SMILE ON MY FACE
I FINALLY FEEL
LIKE I BELONG SOMEPLACE
AND THE TASTE OF HOPE
IS OH SO SWEET
BUT THE BITTER AFTERTASTE
STILL KNOCKS ME OFF MY FEET.

ALL THE REST

Who you are
and where you came from
directs where you are
and where you're going.
You haven't yet reached
your destination
So for now
you're in the inbetween.
Just go with the flow.
All you need to know
is who you are
and where you came from.
Leave all the rest up to God.

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