WHO ARE WE?!

who are we????????

lost

set me free

sometimes there are certain things that we just cant take anymore even though its hard to let go of them.. as i sit here going crazy and bouncing off the walls, my mind repeats same skinika over and over.. polla kai diafora skinika, things that have happened, things that dont have to do with me, things that i want to happen... and sometimes there comes a point where it just becomes kourastiko....
i jst wanna say kourastika...! i jst wanna snap my fingers and things be perfect... but i cant... and it hurts sooo bad..i literally wanna grab niki and fly away... jst fly farrrr far away cause we deserve better.. and more...
there comes a time where u need to break down for 5 minutes... 45 minutes.. 3 hours... a whole day...... and u should.. to get things off ur chest.......
but what does it mean when u jst cant get over it? you cant stop thinking bout it....? you cant let go....???

lesson learned

He broke my heart
And now it's raining
Just to rub it in
I'm at your door
I feel so crazy about it
You'll say I told you so
You saw it long ago
You knew he had to go
I finally came 'round
I'm back on solid ground
Can't let it get me down

It's alright
It's alright
It's alright

Yes I was burned but I called it a lesson learned
Mistake overturned
So I call it a lesson learned
My soul has returned
So I call it a lesson learned
Another lesson learned

Sometimes
Some lies
Can take a minute
To fully realize
His tears
Your eyes
Thirty seconds to apologize
You give it one more chance
Just like the time before
But he already know you'd give a hundred more
Until that night in bed
You wake up in a sweat
You're racing to the door
Can't take it anymore....

I was burned but I called it a lesson learned
Mistake overturned
So I call it a lesson learned
My soul has returned
So I call it a lesson learned
Another lesson learned

Life perfect
Ain't perfect
If you don't know what the struggle's for
Falling down ain't falling down
If you don't cry when you hit the floor
It's called the past cause I'm getting past
And I ain't nothing like I was before
You ought to see me now

Yes I was burned but I called it a lesson learned
Mistake overturned
So I call it a lesson learned
My soul has returned
So I call it a lesson learned
Another lesson learned

Yes I was burned but I called it a lesson learned
Mistake overturned
So I call it a lesson learned
My soul has returned
So I call it a lesson learned
Another lesson learned

garden scene

"...As she let down the wooden salad bowl resting in her hands, she moved towards the giant window right above her kitchen sink to see the flowers she had planted just a few weeks prior, start to grow. She stepped to the left opening the kitchen door leading outside to the garden. Her white sun dress blew in the wind and she loved the feel of the sunshine beating down on her cheeks, making them pink. She felt like she was in a wild, colorful forest while walking in her garden. The gazebo surrounded with hummingbirds, the roses blooming before her eyes, the trees providing a small patch of shade, and the patio furniture set so perfectly, you'd think it was a picture from a magazine. A picture she'd want to make reality, a picture she worked so hard to paint, and the picture she finally got to frame..."

rain

all my crayons are out of the box

that have colored the rainbow

that reflects in the rearview mirror.

reflections of a place thats behind me,

but i see it in a puddle in front of me.

i pick the colorful petals

of the daisy i hold

one by one, counting the years

of a racing heart

each one a never ending feeling.

my arms now crossed, my eyes now closed

my knees still weak, the stars still bright.

the rainy day in november

played over and over again in my head

until the summer in july...

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its really upsetting when someones anger gets to the very last point. when you just cant take it anymore and it all comes out. when the person you need there the most lets you down and its just the last thing you need before you burst up in flames.

getaway

your name said to me

a thousand times over

has now become something

unknown to me...

one that i dont want to hear anymore

or to see, for that image comes up

with the thought of your name

it was a strange chain of events

which i should have escaped

but that love was a crime

and i was driving the getaway car......