The sky seems gloomy
Almost as if it were depressed.
Angels must be fighting, they could be upset.
Mother Nature may have boy problems
Or the atmosphere could be at war.
Will the sun shine today?
It could be a possibility that its angry at us.
Since it roars with thunder
and it beats us up with a strike of lighting.
Floods and Tsumanis could be a sign of tears
and tornados a sign of being fed up with us and wants us to go away.
Depends on how you look at it.
There could be many reasons why.
Snow could be a way of peace and the breeze a show of love.
When rain drops simply fall, could be tears of joy.
It just how you see life and how you treat your everyday.
Friday, December 5, 2008
Take a picture In the restroom.
She sits on the toilet and admires the time.
She admires her face not what's left behind.
She takes a picture to remember the day
She flushed her caca away.
She admires her face not what's left behind.
She takes a picture to remember the day
She flushed her caca away.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Proud Mexican.
These people, to some are the worst people imaginable.
They can be for a good reason too;
We don't like being judged by our race automatically.
Americans think they know us so well.
Most of Americans like to label us as:
Beaners, Wetbacks, Illegal, Gardeners, Maids, Taco people,
Janitors, Gang related people, baby poppers.
At least we are not ashamed to be what we "Are"
Half the things some Mexicans do are for Americans,
what in the world would they do with out us.
There not afraid of getting their hands dirty or working all day.
I won't defend all Mexicans because some are violent
just like some Americans are.
Just because of those bad Mexicans does not mean we all are.
We're not perfect but one thing is We don't quit.
Some struggle to keep a roof under their heads, but they're out there
finding a way to survive.
We have big families and they are always put first.
Not all Mexican act the same,
I don't know how to mow a lawn nor have I ever had a kid or done time.
I am proud to be a daughter of Mexicans.
VIVA MEXICO!
They can be for a good reason too;
We don't like being judged by our race automatically.
Americans think they know us so well.
Most of Americans like to label us as:
Beaners, Wetbacks, Illegal, Gardeners, Maids, Taco people,
Janitors, Gang related people, baby poppers.
At least we are not ashamed to be what we "Are"
Half the things some Mexicans do are for Americans,
what in the world would they do with out us.
There not afraid of getting their hands dirty or working all day.
I won't defend all Mexicans because some are violent
just like some Americans are.
Just because of those bad Mexicans does not mean we all are.
We're not perfect but one thing is We don't quit.
Some struggle to keep a roof under their heads, but they're out there
finding a way to survive.
We have big families and they are always put first.
Not all Mexican act the same,
I don't know how to mow a lawn nor have I ever had a kid or done time.
I am proud to be a daughter of Mexicans.
VIVA MEXICO!
This is going To sound Emo.
There is this feeling I try to avoid.
An empty feeling in my heart that makes me upset.
Sometimes its like I've lost hope,
but it's a simple slump that I fall into.
The days fade and the day comes closer.
I get to excited to where the days drag on and on.
I just want to jump in the plane and fly, Fast.
When I get bored, I think to much and get frustrated
since I can be at home doing millions of things.
Instead I get stuck in the same room
surrounded by the same people.
Every day all day nothing changes.
My heart needs love and care.
My body needs a real hug that comes with a warm feeling.
There's no point in crying that's not going to make time go.
Not many people understand what it's like to be away.
Everyday I wish it was tomorrow just so the next day
comes by faster.
An empty feeling in my heart that makes me upset.
Sometimes its like I've lost hope,
but it's a simple slump that I fall into.
The days fade and the day comes closer.
I get to excited to where the days drag on and on.
I just want to jump in the plane and fly, Fast.
When I get bored, I think to much and get frustrated
since I can be at home doing millions of things.
Instead I get stuck in the same room
surrounded by the same people.
Every day all day nothing changes.
My heart needs love and care.
My body needs a real hug that comes with a warm feeling.
There's no point in crying that's not going to make time go.
Not many people understand what it's like to be away.
Everyday I wish it was tomorrow just so the next day
comes by faster.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
An explination: Of the way I live.
I live in the moment every single day of my life,
I tend to not care about the past, I just cherish the beautiful moments.
Whatever happens is because my actions made it happen.
Trust me I won't blame it on anyone else.
For the future I don't worry about it, I just do what I'm suppose to do.
I hate stressing or feeling pressured. Who the hell doesn't?
Freaks if they do.
I laugh 99.9% of the time and some people say it's not normal.
why not? When I feel that .1% of sadness I find a way to move on.
I make people angry when I laugh about things I'm suppose to cry about,
people just don't know I do that on my own time. Go live your life!
God knows Ive gone through so much SHIT in my life, but I love when people think
it's fine and perfect the way it is.
My mom says I'll never grow out of being a kid at heart, but I get in trouble for
acting like an adult and I have everything under control.
I argue if I believe in it. I can pretend to care but I rather tell people the truth.
I don't lie when I tell people I'm the nicest person you can meet.
I just love to have fun, I only take things seriously when I know I have to.
I procrastinate a lot! I hate exaggeration but I do it at times.
My life is lived the way I want it to be and I do get butt hurt when people butt in!
Let me laugh and worry about things in my own way.
I tend to not care about the past, I just cherish the beautiful moments.
Whatever happens is because my actions made it happen.
Trust me I won't blame it on anyone else.
For the future I don't worry about it, I just do what I'm suppose to do.
I hate stressing or feeling pressured. Who the hell doesn't?
Freaks if they do.
I laugh 99.9% of the time and some people say it's not normal.
why not? When I feel that .1% of sadness I find a way to move on.
I make people angry when I laugh about things I'm suppose to cry about,
people just don't know I do that on my own time. Go live your life!
God knows Ive gone through so much SHIT in my life, but I love when people think
it's fine and perfect the way it is.
My mom says I'll never grow out of being a kid at heart, but I get in trouble for
acting like an adult and I have everything under control.
I argue if I believe in it. I can pretend to care but I rather tell people the truth.
I don't lie when I tell people I'm the nicest person you can meet.
I just love to have fun, I only take things seriously when I know I have to.
I procrastinate a lot! I hate exaggeration but I do it at times.
My life is lived the way I want it to be and I do get butt hurt when people butt in!
Let me laugh and worry about things in my own way.
A Holiday Away from Home
It's hard enough to spend any day with out my family.
It's special days like a birthday or Thanksgiving,
That makes me realize how much I truly miss them.
My heart feels this empty space
And all I can think of is, I wish I was there.
I get to miss out on our family traditions,
Getting up early and helping my mom cook and clean.
I can't hear those special voices running around saying,
"Happy Thanksgiving! We're going to eat Turkey!"
Putting tables together and surrounding them with chairs.
Waiting so anxiously for everyone to show up.
Getting the first sample of the Rice crispy treats.
I wonder who is the lucky one is this year?
I can imagine hearing the knock on the door.
Imagining feeling the greetings and love.
I don't get to feel their warm hands,
As we give thanks and pray.
This year I don't get a memory just a phone call.
Which is good enough, because I give thanks
Since we still have each other no matter the distance.
It's special days like a birthday or Thanksgiving,
That makes me realize how much I truly miss them.
My heart feels this empty space
And all I can think of is, I wish I was there.
I get to miss out on our family traditions,
Getting up early and helping my mom cook and clean.
I can't hear those special voices running around saying,
"Happy Thanksgiving! We're going to eat Turkey!"
Putting tables together and surrounding them with chairs.
Waiting so anxiously for everyone to show up.
Getting the first sample of the Rice crispy treats.
I wonder who is the lucky one is this year?
I can imagine hearing the knock on the door.
Imagining feeling the greetings and love.
I don't get to feel their warm hands,
As we give thanks and pray.
This year I don't get a memory just a phone call.
Which is good enough, because I give thanks
Since we still have each other no matter the distance.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Who to choose?

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