I like the clouds
I think we should thank them more
When I see them it is never a doubt
That the sun will shine again soon
We are not facing doom
We are not in a small tomb
We are in this big wide earth
Where the sun will shine for all its worth
Thank the clouds
Without them there would be no earth...
All my life I’ve lived by the book
Gotten good grades, stayed out of trouble
I do all my homework, and I love to cook!
But then you came into my life, and you kind of popped my bubble.
As I look into your eyes, I saw my future go up in flames.
With my hand in yours, I have the courage to venture a little outside of the book.
I have fun, I play games
I enjoy life, I give things more than just a l...
Happiness
What’s that?
Something we make.
Maybe something we give?
How about something we receive?
Maybe it is all of these?
This is what I believe happiness is.
Happiness could even be made, given, or received.
Happiness is something that should be shared with loved ones.
Happiness should also be attempted to share with those we dislike.
All in all, everyone is worthy of being shared happiness, ...
My sister convicted me to do something crazy
Heights have never been my thing
I’m standing in the line for bungee jumping and I’m feeling hazy
Wondering how I’m going to be held up by that little string
Minutes which feels like days go by
I’m standing on a bridge like structure
About to take on this jump from up high
I turn around and edge my feet off of the platform , my head feeling like ...
I want to please everyone
Sometimes that’s just not the way things go
If I can’t please them I run
I avoid them and try to lay low
I never want anyone to be less than happy because of me
I only want them to be happy
That’s just who I want to be
I want to be someone who lifts people up instead of tearing people down, okay I know that sounds sappy
But my friends and my family constantly point th...
High above the city
I meet my friends, my flock
High above the city
I meet my love, my rock
I don’t need anything more than the life I am given high above the city
These people, they are my own
So how could I ever feel alone
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like, down below in the city
But these thoughts pass by like speeding cars as I know and love those who are with me
Our small populatio...