she's hiding beyond the rainbow
that had never disappeared
sometimes she's angry
sometimes she's shy
when she's big
she's empty
when she's small
she's happy
te can see her
If te open your mind
very wide
te can hear her at night
under the moon
her hair is white
she's old sometimes
and young in other times
she hugging us
with all her arms
protect us
from that cruel world outside
I spend my spring in you
with all your games
hearing the laughs and lullabies
picking the fiori
chasing the butterflies
it's hard to accept
that I'm old to not going to you
play and laugh
and forgot all the concerns
I hate this world
I can't understand it
it makes no sense
but there's no way out
I can't go back
but I don't want to go on
soon I'll be back
I'll be swinging in your trapeze
don't be afraid of me
cause I'm older than you
come on open your doors
I'm here to play
I'm here to laugh
and to forget the pain
I know this one is not me at all but I just want something to make me remember the old happy days when I was going to play in the play ground so I hope te didn't like it lol :D
that had never disappeared
sometimes she's angry
sometimes she's shy
when she's big
she's empty
when she's small
she's happy
te can see her
If te open your mind
very wide
te can hear her at night
under the moon
her hair is white
she's old sometimes
and young in other times
she hugging us
with all her arms
protect us
from that cruel world outside
I spend my spring in you
with all your games
hearing the laughs and lullabies
picking the fiori
chasing the butterflies
it's hard to accept
that I'm old to not going to you
play and laugh
and forgot all the concerns
I hate this world
I can't understand it
it makes no sense
but there's no way out
I can't go back
but I don't want to go on
soon I'll be back
I'll be swinging in your trapeze
don't be afraid of me
cause I'm older than you
come on open your doors
I'm here to play
I'm here to laugh
and to forget the pain
I know this one is not me at all but I just want something to make me remember the old happy days when I was going to play in the play ground so I hope te didn't like it lol :D
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if te believe
te turn to me
te say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
te reply
"I believe in te and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but te will always
Amore me
even if te are
a stuffed monkey
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if te believe
te turn to me
te say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
te reply
"I believe in te and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but te will always
Amore me
even if te are
a stuffed monkey
Chapter 6
Okay, so were was I last time before I got hurt? Oh right now I remember. So battling demons, to be honest it scares the living soul out of me. Pretty much that's what those evil things are after. Alright your probably thinking what in the world is she talking about, She was hurt! Yes I realize that. I am just going to give te some info about those ugly things. Okay.
Rule 1-Never try to reason with them. That's just stupid and they will take your soul.
Rule 2-Please don't look into there eyes! If te do let's just say te will be sorry.
Rule 3-Always have a wepon.
Rule 4-Don't and I mean don't let them ever sneak up on you. You'll be a goner.
Rule 5 last rule- Never have a really hot guy helping te trying to fight these things. te will be focused on him! Not the demon!
That's why I blame Nick. Damn why did he have to be so darn hot.
I open my eyes and lucky me. Guess who's hovering over me? A demon.
Okay, so were was I last time before I got hurt? Oh right now I remember. So battling demons, to be honest it scares the living soul out of me. Pretty much that's what those evil things are after. Alright your probably thinking what in the world is she talking about, She was hurt! Yes I realize that. I am just going to give te some info about those ugly things. Okay.
Rule 1-Never try to reason with them. That's just stupid and they will take your soul.
Rule 2-Please don't look into there eyes! If te do let's just say te will be sorry.
Rule 3-Always have a wepon.
Rule 4-Don't and I mean don't let them ever sneak up on you. You'll be a goner.
Rule 5 last rule- Never have a really hot guy helping te trying to fight these things. te will be focused on him! Not the demon!
That's why I blame Nick. Damn why did he have to be so darn hot.
I open my eyes and lucky me. Guess who's hovering over me? A demon.
Thursday
Lots to blog about. Today was interview day. The principal made all 8th graders go through a mock interview for the experience. We had to dress appropriate and respectable. I wore a tight black and grey dress with a black cintura above the waist with black wedges. My interview guy was this old fart whose wrinkles hid his emotions. His face was so wrinkled that I couldn't tell whether he was smiling, frowning, o laughing. I think my interview went okay. When I got back with my cerchio of friends, they told me how their interviewers were complimenting them and saying how much they loved this resumes and cover letters. He didn't say anything nice o mean. He did however joke with me. In other glorious news, Kyle took me out for ice cream. How cool is that?! He had Cioccolato and I had vanilla. We sat and talked. It was just the two of us. da successivo week, Kyle will surely be my boyfriend.
Lots to blog about. Today was interview day. The principal made all 8th graders go through a mock interview for the experience. We had to dress appropriate and respectable. I wore a tight black and grey dress with a black cintura above the waist with black wedges. My interview guy was this old fart whose wrinkles hid his emotions. His face was so wrinkled that I couldn't tell whether he was smiling, frowning, o laughing. I think my interview went okay. When I got back with my cerchio of friends, they told me how their interviewers were complimenting them and saying how much they loved this resumes and cover letters. He didn't say anything nice o mean. He did however joke with me. In other glorious news, Kyle took me out for ice cream. How cool is that?! He had Cioccolato and I had vanilla. We sat and talked. It was just the two of us. da successivo week, Kyle will surely be my boyfriend.