Though I walk through valleys of shadow.
Though I tear up and cry out,
I fear not the troubles of this world.
For a life I have committed to Him.
And everything that goes along with it.

I'm trying desperately,
To write a love story.

But who would call this a "love story"?

I can start to feel the places I go
change. When I walk in I feel as though
they know, I have something to say. I
may not act my age. I may resist the urge
to say, what I really feel I should say. But
I know I have to wait for a better day. A
day when they already want to say my name.
A day where nothing is the same due to fame.
A day where they may or may not take their
shot, because they'll wonder, "What if every
one realized they could have what she's got?"

What if it spreads?
What if I'm too big and too white, too?
What if I do the right thing, could I be supported
by you?
What if I stand before God and all of the people,
and I tell the whole entire world about all their
rich,
deceitful
evil?

Help me, anyone...
I've got too much to lose.
I'm hanging on the edge,
of my own noose.
Do I like being this person?
Is this even new news?
I think I have lost who I once was,
I think I'm addicted to the blues.
I think I am so far off, what I should be
who I should be to you.
There's a monster in this story,
and well, it isn't you.

There's a common lie in this society
They're dying to get you to believe.
That you cannot be all alone,
that just YOU is not all you need.

But there is truth in Jesus Christ,
open your mind, ye shall see.
How so ever it should happen,
we are just meant to **be.

Call me a pretty bird,
For I know to fly.
Call me whatever you want
You are always on my mind.
Don't let us slip too far into sadness
I'd hate to be unable to find
The reasons for the seasons
Happiness guised as madness
You are everything all the time.

What am I to do?
Insanity feels like
my mind
always landing
back on you.

All we have is now,
so what is now
without you?

I'm afraid to find out
lengths I might go to,
fires I walk through
Only for you.

Just to see you smile,
to make the sun shine
for some while.
Man, oh man...
what is it that you do?

You break barriers
into two
And out comes
heaven
guised
as humanity,
Completely new.
You redefine time,
Meaning the rhyme
Of this world
I thought
I knew
is through.

I hate all of my previous writing,
that glorifies the sin
I once held within.

I hate how badly I was fighting,
the love and I never let it win.

If I had opened my eyes sooner,
I would not be she that now is.

Yet, had I learned these lessons
in an easier way
maybe it would have been too boring,
and I would have ended up somewhere else
than where I am now.

I am completely alone, yet, never alone at the same time.

We are a culture of "take this pill to not feel ill", "take this loan to no longer be poor", and "take whatever you want because it's there/you can.", though we should be "that person can't afford dinner, it could be someone I know in that position, I will TAKE them dinner!"

I have more love inside myself that I know what to do with. It is terrifying and freeing. I love you more than you will ever know. For no reason. Why do I ever need a reason?

I have more things going against me than for me. It isn't in my imagination. It is real cold, hard facts. But if I don't believe in me, who else would?

If you are a parent, the worst thing you can do in the world is raise a complete *******. If you love them that will never happen.

Nothing made more sense to me than suicide when I went through my own enlightenment. That understanding lasted for five seconds but I carry it with me forever, I think they call that empathy.

We have no control over the things we should. We are not our own masters. You can only control/master your reactions.

I am dying.
And so are you
*don't let the fear of that be so great, it overshadows everything you need to do

Run away with my words,
transform yours into something new.

I trust not in the Lord when I do this to you.
I trust in myself, to get what I want.
I trust in myself my desires I'll flaunt.

I am no good, unless I'm good.
That I can admit.
I am no good to anyone else,
unless I can quit.

I am good enough,
I was put here afterall.
For some sort of purpose.
For some sort of call.

Can I tell you a secret? You'll have to lean real close...
The secret is, quite simply, I'm living the life I've chose.

The secret is there are none; Living is out loud.
My actions are my own, at least I have that, even if they don't make me proud.

Words have never been more true than this,
If he honestly loves you, nothing will come between your kiss.

Being human, you might not understand but it's true.
Every memory I have of you.
Every truth about what I've been through.
All the different beautiful shades of blue.
The courage to speak no matter what it brings.
The voice inside that knows it must sing.
The sunny days and eternal springs.
The fact that I won't ever need anything.
My love for the universe
Choosing not to live in reverse,
So the effect of these things isn't adverse.

I reached two souls tonight,
and I cannot lie.
Even if I don't get what I want,
I don't think I will mind.
I did what God called me to do,
and I feel just fine.

I want to remember-
Not the childhood I am largely unable to recall,
But the one I don't know I had at all.

I want to remember-
the changes I made previously, how I shaped the world.
Not what Kanye wore on his wedding day, or how his wife's hair was curled.

I want to remember-
Not how we met, or how you fell for a stranger,
But how we met for the first time on our journey, that spans back to the beginning of time and all danger.

I need to remember-
How we can be saved.
Not how to play the waiting game whilst I sit whispering, "I'm ready for change."

That path, by billions, has already been paved.

My heart aches when I think,
About the regret I have for every blink,
Because I hate to miss a second of this beautiful planet.
So few share my view, but it's right there- how do you not understand it?
The beauty in every messy, ugly flaw.
The song in every squawk of the crow's caw.
The ever changing painting of the sky.
So beautiful, and we're all so undeserving I can never understand why
So many of you won't give true understanding a try .

You are loved.
There is truth in that.
There is a God above
who doth prove that.
For wherever you are,
wherever you were at,
There is always love.
Believe, if anything,
in that.

I feel as though there is this constant smoke,
it won't clear the air, despite how we choke.
We come so close to peace,
war seems like a joke.

Then it's a black thing,
a white thing,
a muslim,
none for the right thing.

Who will start playing for the other side?
For justice?

Learn to see without color,
Teach your children. Please, address this.

There is no hope in a world where the color of your skin decides anything.

Mostly, I'm just mad today.
Sad, because I don't want to live among all this pain.
Crying, because I don't know if I can ever protect all of us
from the rain.

Mad because I cannot live a life more plain.
I've got to travel in the other direction.
On the road again,
I have to strive for perfection,
to benefit my fellow man.
If it means I learned a lesson,
call it what you will.
I just hope my voice is a blessing,
and does nothing for your heart but heal.

Does any of the **** I do matter?
Type.
Type.
"      ".
More useless chatter.
More problems on a silver platter.
Type.
Type.
...
At least I'm a "poet" right?

How does one explain?
A life lived full of pain,
A sky that's never not seen rain,
But no one will complain.

I guess they were hip to the game,
I guess they see something other than shame.
I guess we'll just have to remain,
All the same.

When gray hues light up your world,
When you're reduced to a ball on the floor curled,
When you think if only your life could be pearled,
Remember love is the way to a heart unfurled.

Everyone needs someone to believe
They're still a good person
When they no longer can.

The doubts creep in cause I can't sleep,
Cause you're no longer next to me,
So who's there to tell me I am.