Saturday, September 27, 2014

Battlefield

You can throw all the bombs you want at me, but I won't show that they hurt.
You can cut me and beat me, but I won't show you the wounds.
And when you meet me again tomorrow, I won't let you see the scars.

A pretty face in a battlefield, running down the clock, living in the moment,  waiting to get shot.

You can send in your spies, but I won't let them suspect a thing.
All the battleships and fighter jets in the world, won't make me let you know I want to give up.
You can cover yourself in gear and promise to take me down, but each time you see me you won't see me frown.

A pretty face in a battle field, singing for the moon, wondering a life away, please come find me soon.

You laugh behind my back, I want to pretend it doesn't hurt
You run when I try to be around, so I go away to hid where no one will look.
Each time I am excluded and treated with that look, You won't see the pieces of my heart that you took.

A pretty face in a battle field, pretending not to try, every time I be myself, I feel like I am just a lie.

Liars survive this battle field, the weak ones leave in pieces, I put on a face and keep my gun pointed. Stay away before you get burned, because this pretty face can't take anymore of your bullets.


Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Starting Over



Life is a gift and today I chose to live it.
I’ll forget that sad past because
Despite what everyone thinks
I am a fighter.
I throw caution to the wind.
I can
Forget my past and remember,
Today is the day to sing.
Is not easy sometimes but
I’ll remember
When life is hard
Be myself,
When I let others say I can’t
That’s the greatest victory there is.
I am strong.
Who I am-
when I step back and remember
That’s who I can become,
I am not my weaknesses.
When I decide to live
I dictate my future.
Starting over today is easy
When I decide I can

(read me backwards)