I am love
I am hate
I am fear
I am fate

I am trees
I am ground
I am silence
I am sound

I am stars
I am night
I am sun
I am light

I am you
I am me
I am they
I am we

I am above
I am below
I am within
I am soul

I adopted my Chihuahua Dog two years ago today.
I'll be Agnes's last owner, she's here to stay.
I adopted her in Morristown, Tennessee.
I am lucky because Agnes is with me.
Two years has been how long I've known her.
I'm very happy and proud to be her owner.

I'm so low
(so low)
since you left me.
I couldn't bear
to see you go.
Tears shaped me
for the next three days.
Fake smiles
became my secret.
Unchanged, but not
quite the same.

I've become a shell.
Fragile and empty.
I can't bear it;
now you're gone.

My heart is broken.

I couldn't bear
to see you go.
I'm so low,
(so low).

These you cannot see.
Mine are hidden
beneath the surface.

They take on a different meaning.
A world of hurt and betrayal.
Many have been here before.
I, far too much.

Mine cannot be seen.
Not on the surface.
My scars.

"Wow youre so lucky"
I wish that were true
"He's smart and attractive"
I wish i we we through
"Aww he's so sweet"
If only you knew
"He's so strong"
You have no clue

Behind closed doors
You'll nver have to see
Those strong hands choking me
Beneath the makeup
Plum stained cheeks
That rest on my face
Such sweet memories

The spots of poison
that surround my body
Ache at your touch
Hearing the pointless sorries
I tried to go,
to turn the other way
But that charming smile
Told me stay
To wait it out
It was just one time
Until came tomorrow
The unfortunate lie

queria pintar nesta tela
que já só por si é bela
o teu rosto a sorrir.

queria fazer rosas no céu
e pintar esse rosto teu
como o de uma rosa a florir.

transformar o teu sofrimento
com uma pincelada de ironia
e transformar o teu amor
na mais pura poesia.

I said I can do it
I was on a four month roll
I had it all
Then I joined the old group
And they had what I was deprived of
I thought I liked being away from it
But once I smelt it
I was back to it
Wanting it
Loving it
Inhale, exhale
Uphill, next hill
Pocket dragon me, blazer.

let’s go for a ride
in the ‘55 pontiac
just like the good old days
it doesn’t have AC
but its okay
we can roll down the windows
and just ride
down the highway
we can go to that
drive-up burger place
if you’re hungry
the carhop will bring out our shakes
yours chocolate
mine caramel
just like the good old days
and we’ll sit there
and talk
long after we’re done
maybe I could take the wheel
and I could drive
if you’re tired
but we’re not done yet
we could go watch a movie
at the drive in
and after that
we can just go to
the middle of nowhere
some place really dark
and just look at the stars
with the Beach Boys on the radio
just like the good old days
let’s not talk about the future
not right now
tonight we talk about the past
because tonight
we’ll talk about our love
and how it formed our
special bond
to today
it has survived
every trial and tribulation
it has been alongside
every joy and happiness
so as I hold your hand
that monstrous thing
tonight of all nights
I’m going to remember
the good old days