Petals picked from a perfect flower, just to be scattered amongst the mud

Pulling wings off a beautiful butterfly all because you can't fly

Betraying a friend, just to fit in

Taking a life all because your feelings were hurt instead of taking that lost from the fight

Hiding behind lies because of your pride

We as human beings have a conscious and we use it everyday, but also we as human beings try to justify a conscious decision when it all goes wrong

Trying to make sure I'm not back tracking

Because lately things seem to remind me of the past

Not trying to make the same mistake twice

But how do I remove myself If I can't push myself to see that it's not good

Everybody not going to receive what you put out

You have to remember that they have their own insecurities to deal with as well

Once they are at a point in their lives where to love and to be love matters all other pieces of insecurities in their lives cease to exist

Don't force your love and feelings on someone who is not ready to receive them and then make them out to be the bad guy

Note to self, just because you have the ingredients for a perfect cake does not mean it will be put together properly or come out good.

Tried to keep my mind at bay with the things he say

Selling dreams that he didn't want me to awaken from

I always wondered why I couldn't get a peek inside his life, because it turned out to be all lies

I know now why everytime he lied

It's because he always had a alibi

Blaming me for his mistakes, when he was the one that couldn't relate

Couldn't relate because of his past mistakes

Mistakes that he helped make but blames his mate

Now his minds wonders,acussing anything that comes his way

He does not know wether he is coming or going or why his head is always spinning

No help for him now because he is lost, lost in his own web of lies

Please, read this with the thickest southern accent you've ever heard. It's my language. It's my home...


Hee Haws on the TV
Chicken's fryin' in cast iron skillets
Taters and maters scent mama's clothes
no AC
Papaws in the bacca field
Granny's sippin' on sweet tea
The law stopped comin' here they say,
Back in '23
The fruit's ripe for pickin
daddy did that last week
He said the Apple brandy
Tasted perfect,
bitter sweet
The moonshine makers meet
When the crickets sing at night
they pass around mason jars
'neath the moon
and southern stars
The wine stays burried till fall
muskadine,
other than strawberry
the very best kind
The yanks
buy it up
Its funny to watch 'em
they can't handle their stuff
The Demory Mart stays busy
oh Lord it's so much fun!
When the moonshiners play pool,
till the rising of the sun
Momma don't like it,
Lord she gets so mad!
But she puts my church shoes on me
and I know she still loves dad
But now the still's turned green
as copper always does
There are no moonshiners left
Time has passed, just 'cause
Papaw's gone
the fields have grown up
there are no moonshiners left
it's all store bought, mason jars
have turned to cups
Demory Mart is Yankee owned
the church has indoor plumbing
But late at night, I hear the banjo's
and the stills, copper humming....

Do you want me to grab at your heart then devour it, because I can

My love for you is just as strong as your love is for me

Just not trying to be lost or vulnerable

Not trying to lose myself again

Sometimes I feel like Im the only healthy rose in the bunch, but does that mean I have to wither away and die also

Or can I stand alone and look down on all that has not prevailed

Give it back cause its no longer yours to abuse

Breathe it's all over

New love darkens the doorway

Again running towards a little difference

Its fragile now, how much more will you put it through

If this fails it's your fault

No problem with letting love rest

VACATION FROM HEARTBREAK