But you talk so loud, that it calms me down.

"But you talk so loud, that it calms me down."
A lyric that honestly describes my situation to the fullest.
I'm currently infatuated by one of the most obnoxious guys I know.
Why? Is it that whole bad boy image? The idea that he has a mystery behind him?
It all sounds like such a movie to me. The innocent girl goes after the guy that

no one else would, and feels as if she can change him somehow. Is it possible?
Possible to change a human being to your certain liking? I think not. I personally
think that's pure narcissism. But then again, he's changed me. I know it's insane to think
him? HE? THAT? how could HE change anyone? How could THAT make anyone BETTER?
When "he's already such an idiot". It's hard to believe but he's making me a better person.

He's making me the person I want to be. I've never liked a guy before who believes in God.
Every guy I've dated has been atheist and this time, it's the opposite. He believes in God, He believes in Jesus. He believes that being yourself is the only way. And if you lean on others for every single thing, you've failed at life. I've started to believe in the same things, without us even dating he's making me a better person. Other guys will tell me they like me, or any other junk and it'll be all worthless. Cause I know for certain a day, or a week later they will change their opinions. Or they'll slowly fade away from being interested in me. It happens, all the time.

But this one boy in particular is different, he is just what I'm looking for. I don't even care right now if we don't date. All I care is that I can make him happy, and at the same time be made into a better person. And so far so good.

Cliche Love Song

I wait til the sun
Only chance to run
Forget about the lies
When I look at the skies

You're driving me mad
Miss what we had
Let it all fly away
Shoulda' made you stay

[chorus]
'Ya make me feel alright
Gotta hold you tight
You're all I need tonight
In darkness, you're my sight.

I gotta let you know
Give you time to grow
But I can guarrentee
that we're supposed to be.

[chorus]
'Ya make me feel alright
Gotta hold you tight
You're all I need tonight
In darkness, you're my sight.

Just gotta wait
Hope I'm not too late
I like the way
You make me say

[chorus]
'Ya make me feel alright
Gotta hold you tight
You're all I need tonight
In darkness, you're my sight.

{bridge}
I must admit
Know you can't commit
Gotta nasty habit
Of not giving a shit

[chorus]
'Ya make me feel alright
Gotta hold you tight
You're all I need tonight
In darkness, you're my sight. x2

Forget Me Not

I don't care what you say
With him I feel at home.
But does he feel this way?
Or would he rather be alone

The harder I try
The harder this gets
He's the one type of guy
that I won't ever forget.

He's the dream
that I keep seeing.
The song that
I keep singing.

Forget me not,
must I treasure these thoughts?
How must I obey my heart,
When my mind is the one who
truly understands the reason
that I feel this strongly about him.

I look over, and I see his shadow.
I feel the obligation to be there; always.
Just as the display I just witnessed.
I just know if he were to hear this,
and to hear it with his own ears.

Instead of behind all the drunken slurs
that instead of the same obligation,
he would rather make excuses and
rants about how hard it is for him.
Does he not realize that my thoughts
also are of the same ideals?

Blissfully, this could be the hardest experience.
Hardest part, is that this shouldn't even be something
that I'm even worried about.
One individual, One Soul, One Personality.
Why does this one strike me as different?
Why is it to me that I think he's so interesting?

"Only time can answer all your questions"
I just can't stand waiting any longer.
Time is only one element of all that could be.
Why do I have to wait for this conclusion?
Only if the conclusion is gratifying shall I
truly believe that this term is true.

Hallucinogenic Love

It's basically like a hallucination, this feeling that I keep getting over you.
How is it possible to like someone so much? And to like them after everything
my peers complain about him? Everyone says he's "obnoxious, loud, annoying"
But I totally don't see that. Maybe I will eventually, but right now I honestly can't
get enough of him. For some silly reason whenever I see him my heart feels like it's smiling.
I totally understand that he's not looking for a relationship. I'm in the exact same boat right now.
Just for some reason I can't get my mind off him, and when my mind is on him I always seem to crack a smile. Everything about him just makes me go crazy! Maybe it's something to do with that
"bad boy" image. But seriously, when he kissed me I could not get enough of him. I never wanted it to end. I really can't get over this! He's amazing, and I know if we were to be together I would try my hardest to make him as happy as he could ever be. Only because he deserves it.

Freeze

She met a boy
Down in Illinois
That boy he changed her
For the better
She knew she couldn't waste
another moment, without the taste
of his lips on hers.

chorus
baby lets freeze time, i wanna make
you mine. i wanna show you how i feel
cause our love is real

she said lets stay together baby
i feel lighter than a feather.
she said his eyes made her realize
that everything feels right, tonight.

chorus
baby lets freeze time, i wanna make
you mine. i wanna show you how i feel
cause our love is real

bridge
take me away from the rest
lock the doors from the guests
i wanna be with you and only you

chorus
baby lets freeze time, i wanna make
you mine. i wanna show you how i feel
cause our love is real

The years, went by so fast.
still she spends her days as if they were the last.
she still spends every moment she has
with that boy who changed her
for the better..

Without You

V1

I woke up one morning
My life started to turn
Came to a conclusion
You aint no illusion

V2

This is so right
the way I feel tonight
I wish you were by my side
Baby, Just take me for a ride.

Chorus

I'm wasting my time
And I'm so tired
Of being without you.

V3

Hold on, for me
Baby, can't you see
I'm head over heels
Can't believe how I'm feelin' .

Chorus

I'm wasting my time
And I'm so tired
Of being without you.

Bridge

Wanna feel your arms
Wrapped around me
Wanna hear your charm
And let it set me free.


Chorus

I'm wasting my time
And I'm so tired
Of being without you.

V4

This is how it should be.
Just you and I , Baby.
I've heard it before.
But you're what I've
waited for.


Chorus

I'm wasting my time
And I'm so tired
Of being without you.

Outro

I woke up one morning..

I Used to Know .

It used to be so easy back when I was little.
I could look at you, and I knew exactly how I felt.
Now that we're older, and more experienced it could obviously
be a lot better. But I still somehow find myself unsure
of exactly how I feel. It might take me a while to figure these things out
I just hope your feelings don't disappear when I conclude that I wanna be with you to.

Cold Feet

Love seems so far
But it's right here
I wish every night on a star
Wish this could be loud and clear

Nothing goes right
Always goes wrong.
Let it be different tonight.
I've waited so long.

(chorus)

You say that I'm perfect.
But is it worth it ?
is it worth a repeat?
I keep getting Cold Feet.

Again and Again
I play it over.
Eight, Nine, Ten
Don't wanna be a left over.

(chorus)

You say that I'm perfect.
But is it worth it ?
is it worth a repeat?
I keep getting Cold Feet.

Everyone keeps saying
Just another Chance
You won't regret it
Save the last dance.

All I have to say
is I really don't know.
it's gotta make sense one day.
Too hard to let go.

(chorus)

You say that I'm perfect.
But is it worth it ?
is it worth a repeat?
I keep getting Cold Feet.

They all say
they like the way
you make my day.

When really I just keep getting cold feet.
I just keep getting cold feet.
I just keep getting cold feet - Repeat til fade.

Curiouser and Curiouser!

What is the use of a book, without pictures or conversations?
I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, Sir, because I’m not myself you see.
If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around
a great deal faster than it does.
Why is a raven like a writing desk?

Twinkle, twinkle, little bat! How I wonder what you’re at.
Tut, tut, child! Everything’s got a moral, if only you can find it.
Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves.
Well, I never heard it before, but it sounds uncommon nonsense.
I don’t believe there’s an atom of meaning in it.

You’re nothing but a pack of cards!
A cat may look at a king.
I’ve read that in some book.
I don’t remember where.
That’s nothing to what I could say if I chose.

I think I should understand that better.
if I had it written down: but I can’t quite follow it as you say it.
It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.
Curiouser and curiouser!
Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it’s getting!

I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night?
Was I the same when I got up this morning?
I almost think I can remember feeling a little different.
But if I’m not the same, the next question is
‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle!

Solve the Mystery

I will be able to maybe have a greater understanding
He mentions how he only really has a vague memory of his father
I have this certain idea in my head that he was a great man
I hear mother speaking as if he was nothing.
She has a completely different sense in how he was then I do.

The memories haunt me
From beyond the grave,
He speaks to me.
Trying to help me
solve the mystery.

He was a great man.
I felt very solemn to see him
in such a condition.
He was a very strong, happy, and quick witted man.
It was difficult to see him in such a state.

Seeing him
in such a condition
unsettled me at the most.
I felt guilt
I felt despair.

I felt as if I had let him down.
“Where is she?”
I felt as if that may have been one of his last words.
Has anyone really ever complained about being dead?
We must all learn to accept the fact that everyone dies.

A Mere Bagatelle

As I sit amongst my weary mind.
I hear the voice of my mother.
I speak to her with the words that
I’ve said many times before “Mother May I?”
She looks at me as if I am sitting in the clouds.

My heart stops, just as if I were to stand at the end of a cliff.
My courageous mind and heart, rips apart at the thought that
this moment will not last forever.
I cross my heart and hope to die
I Stick a needle in my eye.

I hear the whir of the buzzing bees.
They look at me,
And as I sit and eat a blackberry.
“What is the matter?” they ask
With solemn looks on their face.

I lick my lips, and tell them
that I do not know what is the matter.
For no one really knows what the matter is.
Nor I, Nor anyone in this world.
It is a mere bagatelle.

My Mind is High

Save me from this state of mind.
Pull me off of the cliff.
Keep me from the idea
that all I have is my own voice
inside my own head.

As mother once said before,
“You must lick every drop from the glass”
Which in my opinion meant,
that I must savor every moment that I have
at this very second.

My mind is high,
It’s high in the clouds.
I hear the whir of the birds in the sky,
next to me. Their wings flapping soundlessly.
I realize that everything that I do is something
that I must take control of.

I must take the needle by the thread,
and take control of my own thoughts and individual ideas.
I lick away every single piece that I could, of that blackberry pie.
It was a thought that I, myself took into consideration.
It was as if my thoughts and soul were combusted as one.

I realized that all that
my mother said years ago,
was something that I must consider for the rest of my days.
I must savor every moment that I have.
For that is the only way that we as people can live.

What a Wonderful World

I sit still
on the hill
I realize that I am at the edge of the cliff.
My voice echoes through the trees and the rocks below me.
I remember my memories with my mother.

I listen to the whir of the silly little clans of insects.
Working busily and licking up every single moment that they can.
I see an ant, carrying a blackberry and I think to myself.
“What a Wonderful World this is”
It is a hard thought to believe that such a small insect, could
carry something that much larger then itself.

I felt connected to this ant, as if
the thoughts that I wish could just be high
up in the clouds, When they were on my back,
pressuring me and making me feel as if I am
not the person I’ve always tried to be.

Set Sail

I Set sail to the seven the seas.
I lingered on till the break of dawn.
This moment, was one to remember.
Along with the others, I took control of what was.
There was nothing that I could find that resembled this.

The others held me up,
when I was at the brink of self destruction.
I knew that in my heart, that this was something
That I was proud to be apart of.

I must take this slowly
This is the last second of this journey.
I could never imagine something better.
This journey, is not only the end.
It is a beginning to something even better, even stronger.

This ship has been my strong point for years.
It is as if the ship, itself is and was the basis of the new beginning.
Nobody can really understand the feeling of this .
Only someone who has really experienced a moment such as this.
Can feel its sudden virtues.

Eyes of Solemn Sorrow

Strong,the hands of this man
could only be the hands of a father.
They inspire her in some way.
“Do you fear death?” she asks,
looking into his solemn eyes.
He replies, “It is only a matter of time.”

Embrace the Passion

Breathe deeply,
Engage the moment.
Feel the vibration
flowing through your veins.

The spotlight shines
on yours and mine.
Our eyes reflect the audience.
We embrace every moment of this.

If we really connect
If we all find the passion
In the music being played
the conclusion can be one
we will never forget.

Living a Socrates Cafe

What is this feeling of despair and fright?
I have felt it so many times before.
I feel lost inside this train of thought.
There seems to be no future conclusion.
But Why? Why must these thoughts occur
to what seems to be only my mind?

There is nothing that feels satisfactory.
Everything is a living, walking, breathing blur.
Some days I just think to myself .
I think back to the moments when I was a child.
When life had no emotional questioning.

Everything used to be just as I expected it to be.
There were no emotional surprises.
Nothing to be unexpected.
Everything was perfect.

Now I look at my life, and I see
the world in a totally different aspect.
A totally different perspective.
I have learned to accept my life the way
that it is.

Even though I question my acts
Even though my life is lived through
a Socrates Café. I accept the fact that
this is who I am. I am no body else.
The unexamined life, is one that is not
worth living.

Chicken or the Egg?

Eggs.. What an odd subject. One might ask “How exactly do Egg’s play any role in our life? They’re only a small portion of the whole world. And why even make a big deal of them?” To be honest, it could be looked at in either way. Eggs could be looked at as a huge portion of our life. I mean, we all came from eggs right? There’s no way for humans to reproduce without an egg. So really, even though eggs might be portrayed as a really weird and uncanny topic to debate on. However if you look at it even further there really is a huge portion of it within our daily lives. There had to have been a reason for God to have put eggs on the earth, I don’t think that God the “Almighty” would’ve put something on the Earth for no particular reason. There had to have been some reason for it.

What came first, the Chicken? or the Egg? This question has been asked for what must be thousands of years. Ever since human learned to philosophize. Why was it the chicken? Some say that through evolution some how the chicken came to be through maybe some weird dinosaur that we have yet to discover. Why was it the Egg? Maybe because the dinosaurs have always layed eggs, so maybe somewhere a long the line it just so happened that a baby chick popped it’s head out of the egg shell. In my mind, if you philosophize more on the subject. I think that it must’ve been neither, I think that it must’ve been the idea of the “Chicken and Egg” question that came to be at first. God or Buddha or Muhammad must’ve planned it at some time many many years ago. Or maybe all of them did. I have debated on this subject numerous times, and especially after reading Sophie’s World. Jostein Gaarder mentioned that not only did he mention that he believed maybe the idea came first, but he explained it graciously so that I now have a greater understanding of it.

To be or not to be? That is not the question, we must not conclude the task before we have found for sure evidence. It is a lot harder to go about solving a mystery, or solving a personal problem without specifying exactly what when and where the mishap occured. I have always not been very fond of people who assume, before they think twice. To examine all that has been, and all that will be is the greatest talent that any human being can portray. Everyone has looked at a topic, and either decided not to bother and to move on because maybe it was “too challenging” but we must take the facts and ideas seriously, and percieve them in greater ways then we have ever imagined. I’ve always been known to philosophize a little bit, to some people it might be considered a lot. However, like Socrates said, “The unexamined life is not worth living”. Yet, so many individuals that I know have decided to completely ignore the topic all together, and consider it to be way to hard to even acknowledge.

Which is exactly how most people look at the “Chicken vs. Egg” factor. Either we philosophize, and look at it in every way imagineable or we give up completely because we feel it is a topic our minds cannot ratify. Without these questions however, I think life would be a lot less interesting. We never would’ve discovered most of our inventions that we have today. If human never philosophized, life would really not be worth living. We wouldn’t even have our basic needs, we would percieve those basic needs as something we don’t even need to survive. It’s an interesting way to percieve it, but it is very much the truth. Nothing would be the same as it is today, we would all believe we know exactly what we do whenever we do it. I really am glad that I can consider myself a bit of an idealist myself, Everybody in someway is an idealist. Further and further, we look into the depths of the human mind every day. Nothing would be in existence if we didn’t look further into what has, and what will be.