hello to goodbye

Hey there stranger, how you beenFeels like I'm standing on the outside looking inAt the mess we left behindAnd it's a long way to fallI gave you everything I hadI gave it allAnd then my heart was on the line

I can't hate youAny longerI know I'm going to miss youI'll forget it and let it go.

Say hello to goodbye, cause it's gone foreverNo more try, you and INot now, not everAnd I'll get by without youI'm not going back againI'm not going to lie to youCause, that was there and only then.

Say hello to goodbyeSay hello...

And this is how it has to beCause it's a deadly combination, you and meYou know it's undeniableEven though we tried it allWe brought the worst out in each otherI recallWe can't act it anymore

What doesn't kill youIt makes you strongerAnd though I'm going to miss youI'll forget it and let you go
Say hello to good-byeIt's gone foreverNo more try, you and INot now, not everAnd I'll get by without youI'm not going back againI'm not going to lie to youCause, that was there and only then.

Say hello to goodbyeSay hello...

And even though the tears will dryI can't completely disconnectCouldn't make the compromiseDidn't have a safety net

Say hello to goodbyeHeeey ya ya

Say hello, goodbye

Say hello to good-byeIt's gone foreverNo more try, you and INot now, not everAnd I'll survive without youI'm not going back againI'm not going to lie to youCause, that was there and only then.

Say hello, to goodbyeSay hello, to goodbyeSay hello, helloTo goodbye.

Stolen

Innocence 

By: Mandi Ducroq

"Innocence stolen without my permission"

A lot of girls in the world today have there innocence stolen.
Weather or not they want it to happen.


Women are becoming more and more like items in men's eyes.
I love this poem because this girl is saying it plan and simple.
She is speaking out, and doing what a lot of girls wish they could do.


A lot of girls hide inside, and it eats away at them,
until the innocent sweet girl
becomes the girl you see in Vegas...
Or they are scared to speak out, or brain wasted in thinking its normal.
The media whats you to believe that innocence is outdated.
In all reality innocence is hard to come by now a days.

"Innocence turned to hatred and fear
Innocence gone, no man can come near"

When this happens you feel like you can't talk to anyone
your Scared...


Lost...

Every guy around you terrifies you, you hate them.
You feel sick....
You don't want to eat, sleep,
scared he might visit your dreams...
You feel like everyone knows
You want to become invisible
You have nightmares, visions, and thoughts of him
Everything reminds you of him.
You see him everywhere.
Your heart doesn't just stop when you see him...
it dies...

Your stomach twists and hurts.
And you cry every night.

You wish he would die...

Because you hate HIM.

Sometimes I wish I had a voice.
I wish I could say something.
Sometimes I wish I could scream.

Because HE is in my nightmares every night...
He smiles at me says
"Don't scream..."

The life of a Runner...

Get born.

Learn to walk.

Learn to talk.

Run.

Find friends.

Find a job.

Run.

Graduate.

Go to college.

Find the one.

Have one.

Have two.

Run.

Have three.

Roast a chicken.

Cut bangs.

Run.

Breathe.

Run.

Relax.

Run a 5k.

Have a BBQ.

Run a 10k.

Church.

Listen. Listen. Listen.

Be loved. 

Look lovely.

Travel.

Run marathon.

Give back.

Make cookies.

Live a long life.

Run.

Like Mike!

There more then just shoes!

Dreaming of a better tomorrow

Dreaming is something everyone does...
Weather it be when we lay our head down every night...
Or when we are in class dreaming of what our future holds...
Ether way every person has a dream...
That's how our world keeps turning...

I have lots a dreams.
Some of them matter and some don't.
I dream that I will become famous.
I dream that I will have lots of money.
I dream of owning my own house.
I dream that I will get married to a good man
and have children...

But what if I had to worry about what happens to that child?
What if my children were taken from me?
What if they were focused to kill...

KONY 2012

Its scary to think that this is real. 
That things like this go on in the world without us knowing.
To know that I didn't know about this till 5:30 on Saturday night 3/10/12.
Theses children don't dream of being famous, having money or even owning a house.
They dream of living through the night....
Of dreaming to die then be taken.

This is what I dream about.
I dream that this will stop.
That these INVISIBLE children will become VISIBLE.
That we put a end to this.
This is my dream........

I hope this isn't just an other blog post to you.

Because this is real.

This is happening now.

And this is our future...

We are the next generation.
So lets be Better then the one before us.

WE make the difference!

WE change the world!

WE be the change!

This is my dream....

Why me?

Why here?

 I see them handing it around the circle...

 Are these really my friends?

 It was getting closer and closer to me.

This stuff looked like crap in a bag.

Could it really hurt me just this once?

 Finally they handed it to me. “Try some, it won’t hurt…..”

Why me?

Why here?

I was looking at the clothes they were handing me…

Are these really my friends?

The skirts were so high and the shirts so tight.

You could see everything.

Would it really matter if I wore this one skanky shirt?

I see them standing behind me. “Wear it, it won’t hurt”

Why me?

Why here?

He hands me it.

Does he really like me?

The glass is cold to my hand.

The liquid inside the glass looks so inviting.

Could this one drink do any harm this one time?

He smiles at me. “Drink some, it won’t hurt”

“No, I'm OK I don’t do drugs…”

“No, I'm a good girl I don’t wear this…”

“No, thanks I don’t drink…”

Sometimes we let others control are future. but we shouldn't... we need to stand up for our self and have courage. courage is what it take to stand up and speak out! There are no easy answers' but there are simple answers. we must have the courage to do what we know is morally right. We gain strength, and courage, and confidence by each experience in which we really stop to look fear in the face... we must do that which we think we cannot. Courage is knowing not to fear.

Still I Rise

 You may write me down in history

with your bitter, twisted lies,

you may trod me in the very dirt

but still, like dust, I'll rise.

you may shoot me with your words,

you may cut me with your eyes,

you may kill me with your hatefulness,

but still, like air, I'll rise

Out of the huts of history's shame

I rise

Up form a past that's rooted in pain

I rise

Im a black ocean, leaping and wide,

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rise

Into a daybreak thats wondrously clear

I rise

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

I rise

I rise

I rise!