Saturday, July 21, 2007

Home- Chris Daughtry

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.


Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.

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Thursday, July 19, 2007

plea

Please don't be rude to me about this, it just makes it even harder.

I wish things were different, but this is now, i can't change anything i've done, all i can do is say sorry, be repentful and be hopeful. Just choose to live with what life brings you and make the best of it, not gettin angry or doubtful.

Settling for good enough never got anyone anywhere and i find it hard to find happiness in that. The littlest of changes we make in our lives makes a big difference, and it all starts with our attitude in it all.

Jason could probbly say this better than me but..

You're not here for no darn reason.

"You might feel you could never be good enough for God, but Jesus didn't die for good people; He died for sinners like you and me. He will receive you as you are, remove your guilt and change for life if you will call out to Him."- Jill Goulet

I hope you understand how big of deal it is for me to disobey my parents.... but i'm SO thankful for it. I WANT to be guilty everytime i do something wrong. And its not just my attitude, its that secret Light in me. Its not me alone who wants to speak words of joy and peace to you. I want people to see it in my eyes that there's an extraordinary Spirit in me.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

A Hermit?

Yeah...i'm alive unfortunately. I think i'm alright. For the past week i've been emotionally numb... on purpose... I've been trying to escape this pain that is bound for me and this is the way i'm choosing to deal with it. I can't be happy, and i can't cry. I'm basically just breathing, talking, walking and sleeping. I guess, in my crazy head, i'm avoiding being a predictable person and people getting to know me, cuz, never will they know me or know my reasons, sometimes i don't even know my reasons, and i'm happy with not knowing everything... the point is i'm frustrated with the reputation people expect of me and i don't want to live up to what they perceive of me. So i will conclude to this: Love is absolutely and totally sucking the breath out of me and the funny thing is that i've enjoyed it, until, that is, i've finally run out of breath and i'm left for nothing...people don't believe me when i say this love is true and its killing me. I figured if i feel nothing at all they wouldn't have to believe me or not.

Thursday, July 5, 2007

My Sunshine


You are my sunshine.
You bright my day
With new rays of hope.
You keep me warm
When i need it most.
Even when you seem less obvious
And the darkness is creeping in
Still you are with me
Holding my hand.
The rains may come
And the rains may go
But right now right here
Your love still shows,
You're with me
Every step of the way.
So when i go astray
You'll lead me back with care.
You love me and i love you.
You're my sunshine, my teddy bear,
And if u leave me
So help me God,
I'll fetch the knife.
Because it's with you only
I want to live my life.