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One More to Love [[Kenzie]], 12, To heck with boxes, I'm gonna live in a Tupperware container 15085
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So I was thinking...scarey, right?

So I was thinking, like way more than I usually do. Which is a lot, considering I think all the time. Anywho.

You know, that at some point in our lives, we will be the best at something or hold a non-recorded world record. Like we may not be the best athlete or singer (though you might, who knows), but maybe we'll think of something no ones ever thought before. Or we might have done the most jumping jacks in a minute in the last 60 seconds. You never know it, but it's true.

I also like took 5 minutes to think about Mercedes quote: "So throw your diamonds into the sky; we'll be golden forever." I love it. It's true in so many countless ways. It could be litteral, it could be emotional, intellectual. Whatever. I swear I'm in love with it.

You know that fanning yourself with your hand will make you hotter?

You'll live longer if you're happier. So for those who choose to be depressed or unhappy cuz you'll get attention or be cool, I was like that once. Don't say I don't understand. I did that to myself. I thought I was cool and misunderstood and the truth was, I gained nothing. You have to give that up to live long. Why don't you think you ever see goth or depressed old people. Happiness is a choice: it doesn't just happen. So let go of your sad past and be free with us. Just flow.

I was thinking how scatterbrained and unorganized my thoughts were. Untill next time my friends.

Love you more than old people love their soap operas (-Melissa),

Kenzie

3 Comments Wed, Aug 11th, 2010 at 1:42 AM
 
Finger Painting

If you think

That Never More

Came from an idea

You are wrong, sweet Eleanor

*

It was not found

Under a fingernail

Nor a glace to the left

Or forged when air turned stale

*

If you believe

Earth was formed

From a decision

Alone you will mourn

*

For it is not material

From words, amen

It's from a feeling

Of passion within

*

It is the stroke of a paintbrush

The rustle of leaves

It comes from our very being

It starts with a breeze

*

It ruffles your hair

Gives you a sense of hope

If you do not believe

You will be alone

*

But I know

I have a spot

Reserved in light

I'll live on top

*

For it's the stroke of a paintbrush

The rustle of leaves

It comes from our very being

It ends with ease.

3 Comments Sun, Aug 1st, 2010 at 11:45 AM
 
Day Dreams

I really don't understand

I really don't know

What my teacher's talking about

I just wanna go

*

The cutie across the room winks

And I swear, I almost swoon

And I get an F

On the paper of ancient ruins

**

Chorus:

And If I could

I would escape

Into my day dreams

No matter how it may seem

And If I could

I would stay right here

And dream of the clouds

If I knew how

**

Trip over my own feet

To get to the door

And don't look away

From the dirty floor

*

And I don't know

The answer to number nine

I think I'll just go

To that world of mine

**

And If I could

I would escape

Into my day dreams

No matter how it may seem

And If I could

I would stay right here

And dream of the clouds

If I knew...

**

Bridge:

Dreaming of his eyes

Dreaming of blue skies

Escaping the round world

To where I am the starring girl

**

And If I could

I would escape

Into my day dreams

No matter how it may seem

And If I could

I would stay right here

And dream of the clouds

If I knew how

Ohh, if I knew

If I knew how

12 Comments Fri, Jul 23rd, 2010 at 8:19 PM
 
 

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