Bunch of invincibles
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
BREEZE :by Sweetstickychewy aka Amy
I was trying to reach youBut now I got little grasps of you
I am walking you
Cause I love the feelingOf letting my hair down
And you blowing it through.
You taught me to take it easy
To bloom through the little rocky roads
That I was rolled into.
That I was rolled into.
I am happy to see things accomplish
As I put myself to work it through
The little rocks picked up along the road
meeting a smoother finish.
After this accomplishment meets
A new rocky road to deal with
But the beauty is how
You come inbetween and taught me to live.
The breeze that blows through my hair
The breeze that blows through my hair
Reminding me its possible living
through failures,dissapointments,
heart breaks and possibly problems.
Cheers!
Sunday, September 9, 2007
CONVICTION :- By Amy aka Sweetstickychewy
Given over to the clichéness of the world. She lost her balance. Given over to the song of the 'popular' she allowed her mind to roll into delusion.Given over to the voice of deception she stripped herself naked. Given over to the voice of retribution. She stopped her tracks before she falls into destruction. Do you think she is able? Its not an easy challenge. But she will be more popular than what the world termed, "popular" The youths in corruption. Blind Folded. Not only a termed generation but the whole that makes up a world. Not one is innocent when twirled in a round of exposure. The Mind open and emotions curious. Savoury appears important only to promise destruction. Cautions sometimes speak louder yet temptation a better flavour.
Go figure.
Not everything we see is awesome.
It either kills or builds
There is always an underlying reason
