its alone day thoughts that has spawned this blog
a girl on msn who i don't really talk to
her mum has died and she's only a bit older than i am but thats so harsh
i can't imagine how she must feel i hope she is ok but i couldn't bare it if that happened to me if it was anything like mum or a good friend
mitch georgie even amy i just don't no how i could handle it
nothing would be the same if they were gone
these people that help me who i talk to everyday that me make me who i am
the ones who always say are you ok when i write depressing things in my status
i couldn't live without them
i'm starting to come to terms with hows precious those close to you are
and also how much harder some have it compared to me for some reason i just think i have it hard but a friend recently told me about all this stuff that i had no idea about
and i was just wow how can you still be so happy and cheerful
she said i only laugh so i don't cry.....
jeeze new look on life much.....
Friday, February 27, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
wanna be war hero
war is inevitable
forged through greed hate and deception
a horrible thing that destroys home's, country's and so so
many lives
forged through greed hate and deception
a horrible thing that destroys home's, country's and so so
many lives
yet why do we aspire to be someone who fuels it
a soldier
a man with a gun from a town just like yours
taking lives for the sake of his country
for many reasons a man fights
its for his country
its for his family, his kids and his friends
its a family tradition
a soldier
a man with a gun from a town just like yours
taking lives for the sake of his country
for many reasons a man fights
its for his country
its for his family, his kids and his friends
its a family tradition
its to become a man
its for an adventure
as children we fantasise about being a soldier
we shoot our friends with our hands and chickenfeed
gunstaking lives is a game but in reality its death
a cold hard act of sin
yet they still fire at faces of fear and youth
so I will to
I'll carry that gun through bullets and smoke
while the cases drop and the blood spills
I'll wear my flag with pride
the blood of innocence on my fingers will stain
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