Well, Sweet Heart I'll have you know You bring out the best in me You keep me right on top of my game Right where I need to be You manage to make me want to stay Yet still make me feel free I cannot give you thanks enough For letting me be me Or explain the way I feel Awakening with you to see I know we've both been hurt before I share your empathy One day, the Lord will show us what for When we find our destiny I feel, you stimulate my mind Which means a lot to me Something I can rarely find...

You make me crazy But I love you anyway I hardly see you Yet you stay on my mind You leave me confused But I haven't given up I just hope you know that I care Even all the times when you're not there With heart and soul I still hold on But I'm not psychic So tell me if I'm wrong You need your space As much as I need mine And all wounds heal If given enough time I like you I love you I think you're a blast I just hope that we can find each other Before our time has passed.

Will I miss you when you're gone? What will you look like when you're 1? Will you be a boy or girl? Should I bring you into this world? With golden hair and emerald eyes, is your creation even wise? Unfair to me, as well to you, could we make it? Just us 2? Daddy's gone now, from my heart Left bruises, tears, and broken hearts Afraid to end up like my mother Considering our meeting of eachother With God as my witness, forsaking my pride, which road do I take, when there's nowhere to hide?

So I Turned around and Realized what was Expected of me, Never forgetting that God does Things for a reason. He is with me.

You can't tell by the noose in the corner Because it didn't work when I tried to end the horror The razors in the bathroom don't mean a thing Because all they do is leave scars and sting All the bottles of pills have no consequence Because habitual use has left a tolerance The more I sit and contemlate It seems that no one will ever relate Day by day, I lose my mind Yet all I say is "I'm fine" I think about the trigger and pull it But of course, I haven't any bullets I just want to get rid of...

If you know what is going to make you happy, then do it. Don't worry about what other people think, screw it! Your dreams will always be there for you, waiting in your bed. But only you can choose which ones you live outside your head...

things come to me, and i thought that i might pass on to you my small secrets to life the stability of your roots and how far you grow all depends on your will and its willingness to go I believe the thought process is trusty, tried, and true but thinking only does so much you have to follow through we find our true selves through trials and tribulations inside the lessons of life and in the purpose of our relations no matter who i am it seems that i will not be satisfied untill i live my dreams