she let me live

she lives a life of pain and regret
a life of worry
never ever taking a chance
just sitting back and letting the chances take her

never fully putting her heart into anything
not the things she loves.. not the things other's love
not even her children


she'll never find love.
no.. never in the wrong places she keeps her eyes on
she searches from place to place.. in hopes of finding someone to catch her
yet she falls.. farther and farther everytime ,she falls


i can't exactly say i've ever looked up to her (or that i ever will)
although i wish i could
i wish she could be my hero



i wish i could help her somehow. find a way to save her




she's strong
but oh so weak
she never knows when to show her backbone and when to just leave at as is






this woman.
.. i love her
she gave birth to me
she let me live

If the defintion of beauty gets any thinner no one will be able to fit..

think twiggy ever starved herself to get this way?
think she ever thought for even a millionth of a second that girls starve themselves everyday to try and make themselves as "perfect" as she is?





camera adds ten pounds.
.. just think what she really looked like standing in front of you.




media is killing our people.
media is poisoning the minds of children everywhere.
media needs to be stopped.

the simple life

do you remember the crickets or the cicatas in the summertime? do you remember the locust skins stuck on trees or catching worms after the park was flooded?
do you remember being five years old and wearing a cute little
pink ruffled bathing suit? do you remember where you spent all
of your afternoons with your best friend playing hid and go seek or tag in the yard? do you
remember your mom telling you to be home before it gets dark and then her having to come and find you because you were a wee bit later than you were suppose to be? do you remember getting grounded and throwing a fit to talk your parents out of punishment? do you remember back when you were just
a little girl and that was as hard as it was going to get, well
i do. and i just wanted to know how long is this world going to be
complicated? how long are we going to manipulated into doing things
that no one should ever do? how long? because a whole lot
of me misses the simple life where the only thing that was on the
surface was the grass beneath my feet. and the only thing I had to
worry about was how much my sun burn hurt.

by His stripes, we are healed

Oh Jesus..

heal me..
free me of my pain and my hurt.. Jesus,