The Way I AmI have trouble believing there’s no one. No one to understand, Or to even care, Why I am the way I am. They only see me on the outside, Not on the in. They don’t know how it feels, They haven’t felt the pain. In ways, they say, I am empty, Ha, if they only knew! I’m not empty in the way they think, But it cuts deeper than that, It cuts to the core. I may be open, but I don’t need to be, Why open myself to their heartless critique? So now I will shut myself away, Away from their false eyes, And find the ones who have no disguise. For itThe Way I Am
The PirateThe fog floats thru the alleys,The Pirate
I sit all alone. Sounds of the sea are calling, They are calling to me. I can see the pirate coming forth, Someone I have met before. The smell of the sea encamps about me, As he lifts me to my feet. One look into his eyes, That’s all I need, I belong to the sea, And to the pirate, The pirate of my heart.
The GiftI sit in the dark surrounded by people, But yet so alone. My eyes observe all the smiling faces, Am I the only sullen one? There is no trace of happiness on my face, Just a lonely grimace.The Gift
My friends ask me what’s the matter, I tell them nothing with a fake smile And join them in hollow laughter. No one sees my unhappiness, I try to cover it well, But I get tired of pretending.
After everyone has left, And have said their goodbyes, Again comes the familiar loneliness. I aimlessly wander outside into the dark night, Not caring whether
The DreamA heart left so broken, So beaten and bruised. I felt so alone, My love too misused. I lay restless, No longer sleeping, I only felt pain, There was no dreaming. A peck on my window, So high in the air, A kindred soul returned my stare. Completely mesmerized as he took me by the hand, His crystal blue eyes took me to a distant land. That shadowy night, He took me into his dark embrace, He removed all pain and fright, The memories left no trace. A castle of stone, My heart once was. No longer alone, And never truly was.The Dream
Devious Journal Entry
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-If you cant handle me at my worst
Then you dont deserve me at my best
-For all of you that talk about me. Thanks for making me the center of your world!
~ My Hubby's photography
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Come on, this is screaming photo op.
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