Monday, January 14, 2013
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
"I am poetry... full of emotion yet rarely understood..."
"I'm screaming out to a deaf crowd..."
"Inside of the playground of my own mind life is perfect..."
"I want to feel time travel..."
"I'm a genetic disaster if there ever was one..."
"Nobody does it like Amy Lee..."
"Facebook is your Big Brother file."
Nobody's body can touch my body By Amy Smith I don't know who it is you want me to be The only person in this skin is me I can't be who I am not My heart cannot be bought I might be crazy At least I'm not lazy You are the melody of my love To me from my gods above I don't have time for a game Everyone sees I'm not the same I need taken care of Like an injured lone dove Leave your ego at the door Noone wants to control you anymore I'm the one who loves you No matter what stupid things you do You contemplate meditation While I take more medication Look forward to tomorrow You can't put me in sorrow We belong together Even if its not forever