As a girl,
Expect me to
Be jealous of your video games
Argue, just to see what you'll do
Make mistakes
As a girl,
Expect me to
Defy what anyone says
Change my mind, often
Be right when you know I'm wrong
As a girl,
Expect me to
Say no, just because I can
Study what you said, to know what you really ment
Love you, even though I can't
As a girl,
Respect me too.
Love is something
That you would search for.
Some have flashlights
That guide them
A source of light that shows them
What to do;
Shows them the way through the dark cave.
Me, I'm lost,
I've got nothing,
Just relying on what I've never been shown,
I'm going blindly
feeling the rough walls of the dark cave.
Forever young
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever young?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really wanna live forever?
Forever, forever young.
Fear not when, fear not why,
Fear not much while we're alive,
Lifes for living, not for living up tight,
See ya somewhere up in the sky,
Fear not die, I'll be alive for millions of years, bye bye,
So not for ledgends, I'm forever young,
My name shall survive.
Those stupid fake smiles.
They feel so heavy on your face
You can't stand it.
But what can't you stand even more?
The weight of the fake smile
And the dependence that people have on it.
Or the fact that you can't smile
To save your life?
No, a real smile,
Not one of those stupid fake smiles.
Admit it,
You want it all to change.
You want to feel free
And weightless,
Like you can conqure the world again.
Yes, that wonderful feeling,
Your on a natural high of happiness
Until that dark cloud comes again
And you're gone.
That type of morning;
Grass still wet,
Sky still cloudy,
And still silent.
Nobody out
To enjoy the fresh morning air
After a day of rain.
Nobody
But a girl
and her cat.
The cat follows her faithfully
On that silent Sunday morning.
Words; one word, two word....
Its all the same, just noise
And we accept it.
One word, and we feel better,
Two words, and we feel respected.
We get graded based on letters
From our language.
"A" is good, "F" is bad.
Who's to judge us on our creation?
Who am I, but a thirteen year old girl.
Whos smile is contagious.
Who am I, but quiet, as shy as a squirrel.
Whos height is seen first.
Who am I, whos busy mind thinks in quick swirls.
Whos happy personality is captivative by others.
Who am I, whos eyes as shiney as a new found pearl.
Whos beauty isn't appreciated by jealous girls.
Who am I whos pretty brown hair doesn't know how to curl.
I draw hearts
Everywhere
For him.
I draw his initails
Inside the heart
For him.
But I realize
That I only draw
These hearts
For me.
He doesn't notice.
It's not for him,
It's for me.
As a girl,
Expect me to
Be jealous of your video games
Argue, just to see what you'll do
Make mistakes
As a girl,
Expect me to
Defy what anyone says
Change my mind, often
Be right when you know I'm wrong
As a girl,
Expect me to
Say no, just because I can
Study what you said, to know what you really ment
Love you, even though I can't
As a girl,
Respect me too.
Love is something
That you would search for.
Some have flashlights
That guide them
A source of light that shows them
What to do;
Shows them the way through the dark cave.
Me, I'm lost,
I've got nothing,
Just relying on what I've never been shown,
I'm going blindly
feeling the rough walls of the dark cave.
Forever young
I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever young?
Forever and ever
Forever young I wanna be
Forever young
Do you really wanna live forever?
Forever, forever young.
Fear not when, fear not why,
Fear not much while we're alive,
Lifes for living, not for living up tight,
See ya somewhere up in the sky,
Fear not die, I'll be alive for millions of years, bye bye,
So not for ledgends, I'm forever young,
My name shall survive.
Those stupid fake smiles.
They feel so heavy on your face
You can't stand it.
But what can't you stand even more?
The weight of the fake smile
And the dependence that people have on it.
Or the fact that you can't smile
To save your life?
No, a real smile,
Not one of those stupid fake smiles.
Admit it,
You want it all to change.
You want to feel free
And weightless,
Like you can conqure the world again.
Yes, that wonderful feeling,
Your on a natural high of happiness
Until that dark cloud comes again
And you're gone.
That type of morning;
Grass still wet,
Sky still cloudy,
And still silent.
Nobody out
To enjoy the fresh morning air
After a day of rain.
Nobody
But a girl
and her cat.
The cat follows her faithfully
On that silent Sunday morning.
Words; one word, two word....
Its all the same, just noise
And we accept it.
One word, and we feel better,
Two words, and we feel respected.
We get graded based on letters
From our language.
"A" is good, "F" is bad.
Who's to judge us on our creation?
Who am I, but a thirteen year old girl.
Whos smile is contagious.
Who am I, but quiet, as shy as a squirrel.
Whos height is seen first.
Who am I, whos busy mind thinks in quick swirls.
Whos happy personality is captivative by others.
Who am I, whos eyes as shiney as a new found pearl.
Whos beauty isn't appreciated by jealous girls.
Who am I whos pretty brown hair doesn't know how to curl.
Death of Individuality by MasterofWordsAndArt, literature
Literature
Death of Individuality
I don't wanna be,
Another statistic,
Another number,
Another one of the crowd.
I try to be,
The flower in,
The sidewalk cracks.
That's strong and,
Different.
Yet still,
Their better,
Their looked at,
They were first.
So me,
Who honestly loves,
The life I try to make,
Becomes a,
Poser.
Since when has difference,
Become death?
Music
Life is music.
One long song.
With different sounding.
Music define us.
It makes us who we are.
It shows us our purpose.
It guide is through the darkness.
Giving light in despair.
Showing kindness when no one does.
It's our best friend.
It will never leave us.
It gives us hope.
Light and joy.
In moment of need is there.
Making us happy.
Never abandoning us.
When the world turns its back on us music doesn't.
Music is alive in all of us.
It lives with every melody.
It lives within our souls.
We may hear it with our ears.
But we feel it with our souls and hearts.
Denying music means denying life.
A world without mus
I am known to be EXTREMLY random, I love color and things that stand out in such a bland world. Art is my escape and you can't take that from me! <3
Current Residence: my house Favourite genre of music: most anything besides country Favourite style of art: drawing, poems, short stories Favourite cartoon character: the kid with the buttcheeks from Oblongs Personal Quote: "It's all good"
Favourite Movies
How to Train Your Dragon
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
eminem
Favourite Games
truth or dare
Favourite Gaming Platform
x box
Tools of the Trade
crayons, #2 pencil, colored pencils
Other Interests
writing, drawing, listening to music, facebook, friends
I never get on here enough... I remember the days when I'd sit on the writing chat... oh how I miss those days... - Anyways, here I am now, for a bit... I have a blog; for those interested in viewing it :3 I've had it for awhile now, but never did I think to put the link on here until now: http://chelseacrowleylove.blogspot.com/ please view it :) I think it has potential :) It's not really about anything specific, more like a journal, or random fact site... ish...? but yeah, it's fun - i think.. *just rambling now..... O_o
I think I may get back into writing? But I'm not sure.. at least a bit of writing could never hurt :3 anyways, yea
Yup, so this is how it is, I'm no longer friends with the friend I mentioned in the last journal... turns out he's stupid and has decided (like as of a long time ago) that he just doesn't want to talk to me? Yeah, don't ask why, 'cause I don't think he even knows... Anyways.
Not much has really happened.. like I mean a lot has obviously happened.. but it's just been so long I don't really know where to start, along with the fact that I don't think I even remember how to write an interesting journal... but who cares if it's interesting, it's not like a ton of people read it lol, but yeah.. So, I suppose one way to do this is by doing my
Yeah, I'm not sure I spelled that right... but oh well :D I am no longer in denail, I have completed the first step! :D - what's the second??-
1). I like my friend :) <3 he's awesome. Just for now.. I don't want ANYTHING to happen, I just want to be friends for a couple years or so, and then maybe something more can happen. 'Cause I finally got everything all right :) I know where I'm going and what I'm doing, life is good <3
2). Just to add more to this... yeah, I'm addicted to chapstick. Deal.
I'm having so much fun since I moved! :D I FREAKIN LOVE it! :D The only thing that I would miss is summer in Maine