God gave us light
but i perfer the dark.
He made Humans,
even though I like animals better.
He made everything beautiful,
well personally I think ugly things can be beautiful in a different perspective.
He created me,
I wonder why.
Maybe he did that so I could be there
for the friends who needed me most.
And if that's the reason
then he's an O.K. guy after all.
but i perfer the dark.
He made Humans,
even though I like animals better.
He made everything beautiful,
well personally I think ugly things can be beautiful in a different perspective.
He created me,
I wonder why.
Maybe he did that so I could be there
for the friends who needed me most.
And if that's the reason
then he's an O.K. guy after all.
- Mood:
artistic
Alice never forgot
she just didn't want to remember
that cat with the grin was right
it was better to be mad here.
When your mad you have no worries
you don't even have to comb your hair
I guess that's why she didn't forget
that being mad is being fair
I think being mad would be nice for a change
only talking nonsense every day
then again maybe not
after all I won't want to forget how to tie a knot.
So if you where to ask me
if I was mad or sane
I would have to say neither
because they are both the same.
For you see you can't be mad unless you were sane from the start
nor could you be sane unless you were mad from the start
So I will sit here thinking all the while
how great it is to be the cat who is both but neither.
she just didn't want to remember
that cat with the grin was right
it was better to be mad here.
When your mad you have no worries
you don't even have to comb your hair
I guess that's why she didn't forget
that being mad is being fair
I think being mad would be nice for a change
only talking nonsense every day
then again maybe not
after all I won't want to forget how to tie a knot.
So if you where to ask me
if I was mad or sane
I would have to say neither
because they are both the same.
For you see you can't be mad unless you were sane from the start
nor could you be sane unless you were mad from the start
So I will sit here thinking all the while
how great it is to be the cat who is both but neither.
- Mood:
artistic
A mother is a gift that time itself can't take
but if you make that gift wait
it may never see a sunny day.
So whatever you do,
don't shun your mother no matter how angry you are
cause time may not take her
but death will not be the same.
So tell her you love her
till tommorrow never comes
be sure to kiss until the day is done.
Don't forget to hold her tight
for death is never kind
I love you mother
may you always shine bright
May time make you ageless
and death teach you no fright.
but if you make that gift wait
it may never see a sunny day.
So whatever you do,
don't shun your mother no matter how angry you are
cause time may not take her
but death will not be the same.
So tell her you love her
till tommorrow never comes
be sure to kiss until the day is done.
Don't forget to hold her tight
for death is never kind
I love you mother
may you always shine bright
May time make you ageless
and death teach you no fright.
- Mood:
artistic
Who wants to be sane
when madness is all the rage
where the cats bark and the dogs meow
who will ever tell of a little girl who nearly drowned.
Who wants to be sane
when madness is all the rage
with little bo' sheep who killed all her sheep
and little boy blue who knew.
Who wants to be sane
when madness is all the rage
with Jack and Jill who ran up the hill
and tumbled through the flames
Who wants to be sane
when madness is all the rage
not me that's for sure
or else I wouldn't write poetry quite like this.
when madness is all the rage
where the cats bark and the dogs meow
who will ever tell of a little girl who nearly drowned.
Who wants to be sane
when madness is all the rage
with little bo' sheep who killed all her sheep
and little boy blue who knew.
Who wants to be sane
when madness is all the rage
with Jack and Jill who ran up the hill
and tumbled through the flames
Who wants to be sane
when madness is all the rage
not me that's for sure
or else I wouldn't write poetry quite like this.
- Mood:
artistic
The dish runs away with the spoon
The cow jumps over the moon
While I sit and talk with little boy blue
He tells me a tale of a little girl
who saw nothing in the world
Who played with cat in the boots
and never thought him to be a coot
He tells me of her mother on a cold night
Mother May I gave such a fright
She ran from hill to hill looking for Jack and Jill
Never to find her lost little sheep
she cried until it became a sea
He told me of how her mother drowned
and of how the crows came and took her away
Mother May I will never be the same.
The cow jumps over the moon
While I sit and talk with little boy blue
He tells me a tale of a little girl
who saw nothing in the world
Who played with cat in the boots
and never thought him to be a coot
He tells me of her mother on a cold night
Mother May I gave such a fright
She ran from hill to hill looking for Jack and Jill
Never to find her lost little sheep
she cried until it became a sea
He told me of how her mother drowned
and of how the crows came and took her away
Mother May I will never be the same.
- Mood:
artistic
A star shining on a moonless night
a child crying in frieght
Mothers search day and night
to find a babe with golden eyes
"Who is she?" they ask unsure of what to do
They take her fragile body into the dark lagoon
let this be a reminder to all of those who don't know
Never leave your child unless they know the way home.
a child crying in frieght
Mothers search day and night
to find a babe with golden eyes
"Who is she?" they ask unsure of what to do
They take her fragile body into the dark lagoon
let this be a reminder to all of those who don't know
Never leave your child unless they know the way home.
- Mood:
artistic
Crouching Tiger
Hidden Moon
nothing will ever be too soon
The sun sanked and
the girl cried how the sky could be so bright
The stars shone in the eve of night
awaiting an awful fright
God have mercy on this night as the girl dies
unaware of the dangers ahead
from a crouching tiger
and hidden moon
Hidden Moon
nothing will ever be too soon
The sun sanked and
the girl cried how the sky could be so bright
The stars shone in the eve of night
awaiting an awful fright
God have mercy on this night as the girl dies
unaware of the dangers ahead
from a crouching tiger
and hidden moon
- Mood:
artistic
Mother May I...
go and play amongst the blood red roses
Where children scream eternely
never knowing the wild posies.
Mother May I...
laugh and sing for all to hear
and lead the frightened children
away into the silva of dispear.
Mother May I...
Dance and Cry in a scarlet colored sky
while drops of red come pouring down
from blood filled clouds.
Mother May I...
say goodbye to all of those who have done their time
while jumping to their deaths to join their beloved friends
leaving only me to weep away the lonliness I drown myself in.
Mother May I...
leave or do you wish for me to stay
in a never ending life of missery.
Mother May I...
No sweet child, no.
go and play amongst the blood red roses
Where children scream eternely
never knowing the wild posies.
Mother May I...
laugh and sing for all to hear
and lead the frightened children
away into the silva of dispear.
Mother May I...
Dance and Cry in a scarlet colored sky
while drops of red come pouring down
from blood filled clouds.
Mother May I...
say goodbye to all of those who have done their time
while jumping to their deaths to join their beloved friends
leaving only me to weep away the lonliness I drown myself in.
Mother May I...
leave or do you wish for me to stay
in a never ending life of missery.
Mother May I...
No sweet child, no.
- Location:My mind
- Mood:
artistic - Music:crickets
Evanessence
exactly what the title says. I am a noob and yeah......... *walks away**returns* anyways i'm a proud supporter of sasunaru and i like chicken (no really, i do like chicken). well i don't have much to say other than I need to get to school now so bye I guess.
- Location:home
- Mood:
have to go to school - Music:none at the moment
