If my life were a movie, this would be conveniently where it would end.
That place where nothing is quite right and may never be again.
(like in requiem, only i've not lost an arm and i'm not fucking for drugs)
All men hate me totally, My best friend has moved away
This city is used up for me, I don't think I can stay.
It's not just because I hate my job, not just because the rain.
It's not because I don't have the money to start college again,
It's mainly my unhappiness, my general malaise,
It's wondering if ever my poor heart will again see happy days,
Will ever anyone love me? Will I love life again?
Does someone have some answers, can someone be a friend?
I feel life has escaped me, and I'm not sure what to do
Should I have just stayed the course and harbored hate undue?
I guess life has it's funny ways of making us insane,
Maybe I should give up, and be a bitch like Billy Wayne.
I like that poem, its good and stuff
lets be bitches together!
when i go to atl for my interview you should come with me and stay 2 days or so
Nelly Furtado "Forga"
It is the passion flowing right on through your veins
And it's the feeling that you're oh so glad you came
It is the moment you remember you're alive
It is the air you breathe, the element, the fire
It is that flower that you took the time to smell
It is the power that you know you got as well
It is the fear inside that you can overcome
This is the orchestra, the rhythm and the drum
Com uma forca, com uma forca
Com uma forca que ninguem pode parar
Com uma forca, com uma forca
Com uma fome que ninguem pode matar
It is the soundtrack of your ever-flowing life
It is the wind beneath your feet that makes you fly
It is the beautiful game that you choose to play
When you step out into the world to start your day
You show your face and take it in and scream and pray
You're gonna win it for yourself and us today
It is the gold, the green, the yellow and the grey
The red and sweat and tears, the love you go. Hey!
Com uma forca, com uma forca
Com uma forca que ninguem pode parar
Com uma forca, com uma forca
Com uma fome que ninguem pode matar
Closer to the sky, closer, way up high, closer to the sky
Com uma forca, com uma forca
Com uma forca que ninguem pode parar
Com uma forca, com uma forca
Com uma fome que ninguem pode matar
I know life can really seem like it blows....like it sucks at times, but remember there are no random acts in this journey we call life. Things really do happen for a reason and things will work out. AND if people don't like you for who you are then.....it is their fuckin loss. There will be happy days again and life will return. Stay looking forward and expect good things to happen, the things that are supposed to return to you will, and in the meantime enjoy the beauty of the little things around you. That is what helps me.
What the fuck???
Posted by: michelle at August 8, 2004 09:32 PM