I write songs about negative things. I write about it because I need to take those things and put them on paper. I have to do that because I'm taking it out of myself and putting it away. Not away in the back of my mind, but away as in away from me for good. It's the way I deal with things. I don't really write songs about happiness or joy. I don't have to deal with those things, it's there. I don't have to get them out of me, I want them here. I'm not focusing on negative things, I'm focusing on being happy and joyful all the time that I can. Don't get me wrong, I'll probably write songs about positive things in the future. Although, right now, somehow, negative is rhyming better than positive.

There are days when
I feel like
I am the girl
That doesn't know how to be strong
I am the mess up
That is broken and bruised
I am the monster
That hurts everyone
Then I have to remind myself that none of that is true
Because in the end
I am the Phoenix
That rises from the ashes
The queen
That stands tall when her crown is heavy
The warrior
That knows how and when to fight
The leader
That knows how to hold power in her hands and still serve
The ocean
That knows how to rise
The sun
That knows how to shine
The moon
That knows how to be dark
The land
That knows how to shake you
The storm
That knows how to be calm
And most importantly
I am the child
That knows how to bow at her Father's feet

I don't talk about my opinions too much
Not really
People may say I'm opinionated and yet they've only scratched the surface
There are a lot of things I'm willing to fight for and against
But I am a firm believer in choosing your battles and waiting for the right time to say something
And if it so happens that I somehow choose my battle to be against you

Run

And Know this
It'll **** for you when the right-vibed and strong-minded people stop being complacent

I'm pretty sure the neighbors Windows shook too
I'm fairly sure they heard the screams
They were inside their own house but I'm pretty sure they could sense how wet it was
It came fast and lasted all night
It was rough and loud
And now here's morning
And It was too small to have gained a name in anyone's book

The wind shook the whole neighborhood
It whistled so loud it almost gave me a headache
Even from the inside, the rain still had an effect
There was no storm warning for it to have lasted so long
The lightning and thunder took a toll on those afraid of it
And now it's after the storm
But it didn't cause enough destruction to be named after a woman

I was talking about the storm the whole time, what did you think I was talking about?

Head pounding
Can't sleep
And I can't even blame it on a hangover
Or last nights regrets

They say "I'd go to hell and back for you"
But baby I'd never have to
Because Hell isnt a place where angels go

I feel the sun rays encompass me, I feel them on a wavelength where it seems that all I would have to do is open my mouth and I would finally be able to physically taste the sun. That's what summer does to me, it makes me go insane with ideas such as this.