4 AM..

I woke up the other night
and perpetualy told myself to hold on tight,
I had to indite
and I don't know if I right,
but since light keeps insight,
I must have done something right.

That night I promised not to trust
and I promised
never to rely

The people I'm closest with-
Yes, it is a delight
but I have already returned the invite.
It's tough but I can't trust the people in my life,
Because I will no longer be the one to fall in dispite...

...to be continued..


+So for my follwers/Commenters! I want to get to know more of you! So I have a question,
Are you happy? Are you satisfied with the stage of life you are at?
Is your home a happy place? Are you happy with the job you are now working for?
Has your childhood dreams came true?

10 years from now

10 years from now,
i will have a life. A life of my own. A life i will own.
10 years from now,
I will be somewhere else. far far from my house. steps and steps away from my mom.
10 years from now.
My goals will be achieved. My dreams will come true. My life will change.
10 years from now,
i see a bright light. A bright sign that says, ENTER.
10 years from now,
I wont be a kid. I won't need a thing. I won't break the key.
10 years from now,
i'd been educated from my regrets. I'd been remembered. I'd been dreamed of.
10 years from now.
The world would change. The chances will be greater. The voices will be heard.
10 years from now,
i'm going to meet new people. I'm going to experience new things. I'm going to discover new dreams.
10 years from now,
i will be writing in the city of New York, watching the rain fall from my view.
I will be giving more chances, the chances i've never even gotten.
I will be the listener, person they can speak to.
10 years from now,
i will make money. I will dream bigger. I will be the winner.
10 years from now,
i will make my mom queen. I will give twice as much she's givin me. I will repay to those who changed me.
10 years from now.
I will be happy. I will be the sorry
10 years from now,
This world wont be the change. We will.
10 years from now,
This world wont stand still, and neither would we.

Random

I'm sitting here, reading other people's interesting blogs and alot has posted up for Mr. President, Barack Obama. So, very respected.
Its about to be 6:30 a.m over here and i've been awake since 2 pm. Is this normal?
I can't sleep because, i'm feeling so left out. I regret the past; but they wern't mistakes- they were just issues that couldn't be controlled. I miss everything and everyone. I miss waking up cranky in the morning getting ready for school then hitting the bus, waking myself up chatting with friends. Instead, i wake up now- feeling depressed and wanting to not ever wake up again. I still sometimes think about if this is still all a nightmare? Am i still really sleeping in the back of my mom's car, driving to Texas. All this was a far too long, dream. Only, i wish.
In the second hand, i dont want to sleep. Everyone says that everything is going to be alright. That everything will be fine with time comes, just "keep your head up high." God, only if that was possible to get my head any higher than this.
My friends all say they miss me but i'm not sure if i can really believe that. I mean, of course, i do thats why i tell them first but, what would you say if your old friend said that they missed you, when you've never been thinking about them? You know? Ha ha. It stinks.

Well, congrats to Mr. Barack Obama.
Btw he's taking the spot light in our 9 o' clock knews. I seriously don't remember the last time our president was on t.v. He doesn't do things like that- and he still has the courage to shake hands with such powerful and amazing person. I'd be more honnered and guilty to take his hand.

ok, lets stop the politics.
Uh. Its 6:38 a.m now. eight minutes has gone by....
Now what? Minute by minute- all nothing but a waste.
Only if i had the power to stop time...
Won't life all be easier that way?

:)

6:15 a.m poem

My world is independent and quiet.
Nobody asks for help and nobody asks for a hand.
My world is the quietest yet.
you can hear the clock from your neighboor's room all the way down the street.
My world is full of fears not concerns.
limitations and concentration.
If you don't aim for the right things- you will never, ever hit the target.
In my world, people underestimate our intelligence.
They take a glance at you and judge, right then and there.
In my world, your just not allowed to dream big
because people like you never succeeded.
In my world, we care for ourselves than any other breathing object in the world.
In my world, is full of ahbor and conflagration.
But one day I woked up and realized that, my world was just a bad nightmare
and that, our world, was full of conspiracy and promise,
cooperation and hands
you and me,
he and she,
yours and ours,
hope not fear.