Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Me and Taylor Swift have great minds that think alike. 

A few minutes ago I thought to myself, "Why cant you see that you belong with me." 

Crazy right? 

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesnt get your humour like I do

I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like
And she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find
That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

You belong with me

Monday, November 23, 2009

Where were you?

If I were to follow this advice
The truth is
I'd have no one. 

No matter how much you think I'm dumb for having legit feelings
And no matter how many times you think your perfect
And that "you do nothing wrong at all"
I still have feelings. Your actions speak louder than words..
Well I guess thats the only way possible to put it
Since you decided not to give me words. 

Sometime God can show you strange things
Such as seeing what you thought as your best friend
As your worst
And your worst friend
As your best


Lean on me
When your not strong
I'll be your friend
Someone to carry on
(Which is what i gave to you)
For, It wont be long
Till I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on. 
(Way to be there.)

I know you think I'm "OVERREACTING"
Because you think this happened just once
But I don't have as many fingers
to count all the times
Where I needed somebody to lean on.

Where were you?

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

I wonder how differently i would look if tried and worked out to look like a supermodel..... New goal possibly? :D 

Since I have no life now, and I got a new membership to the gym.. all I need is a car and then I believe it's possible. 

And my prize would be the look on your face. 

Monday, November 9, 2009

After a million rejections in one lifetime
Then you start to really begin to feel worthless

Especially if it's a rejection of your passion. 
And pretty much the only thing you think your good at. 

And building up a good reputation was just a waste.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Life Support.

It's just another hour
It's just another day
It's just another weekend
Where I waste my life away
It's my longest hour
It's my toughest day
And it's just this weekend
Where all I do is pray
Pray that your gonna be okay
You stopped my lifeless breath
and turned it into a true emotion
The pain that wants to turn back this clock
Just so I could've sifted my words into your life
I am living to know that you will be here another day
My eyes are open to every subtle shift
Help me grasp this life which left long ago
Because suddenly time turned into nothing but a word
Time turned into empty space
And I suddenly saw us sitting at our desks
Laughing from the good life. 
Sitting in our closet club
Sitting in that hallway as you let those burdened unspoken words
Unleash from your lips
And I felt God bring our hands together
So we could share our dreams and share our lives
Because we shared past pain
That would always leave that scar
I was your band-aid and you were my crutch
And in that one simple moment. 
In those simple hours
In those simple days
You saw yourself as beautiful.

I'm praying for you Matti