Who Do You Call?Who do you call when you feel out of sorts?
Who do you call when your special someone hurts you?
Who do you call when there is no on else?
Who do you call when you hate everything?
Who do you call when your world falls apart?
Who do you call when there is pain in your chest?
Who do you call when your almost gone?
Who do you call when your not there anymore?
After LossYou may have heartache after a loss love,
But always remember that that person is not the only one that could ever love you.
There are many others that could love you, sometimes when you meet someone your not sure of.
You will ask questions like,
"Will they hurt me?"
"Will they love me for who I am and not what I may seem?"
It may be challenging and difficult too understand there is someone else,
However when someone hands you the key too your own heart,
You are unlocking the secrets of fun, crazy, wild love within you!
So don't be afraid of this change,
Token of GratitudeWhen you think that you don’t get what you want or any gifts at all,
That’s when you think of what has been given too you by the world.
Life has been given to you too roam the Earth and fulfill any destiny,
The Earth as the globe you breath and walk upon,
The Sun that gives light and life too our crops,
And the Moon that tells us our pattern of days as a calender.
You could almost say that everything you know is a token of gratitude.
The Stone PeriodWhat people don’t know is I have turned to stone,
I'm frozen inside,
But yet I'm still alive,
As I watch the days go by,
I wonder if people can hear my stressful sighs,
I feel like a fossil buried deep into the ground,
But still around,
I wonder if they will notice me someday,
Being the maiden of stone I have become,
Maybe some day I will become vital once again,
And the anger of those hurtful souls will become at peace with themselves,
I wish it...I wish it for all who have turned too stone,
Life as we all want,
Even fossils are found eventually,
You will be too.
Everything's OkI heard a ring, and couldn't believe,
Who it would be,
You changed my night,
In spite of the fright.
I heard a song,
To see I was wrong on the call,
and picked it up after all.
We talked till dawn,
How come I didn't yawn?
Was it because we talked about what was right and wrong?
Not only did we talk a lot,
But we txted too,
I wounder why it was only to you?
Maybe because I actually DO trust you.
Sometimes I can't believe,
I've talked about these things to you,
We've both been scared,
Both been scarred,
And both we have felt to deeply to tell.
Alot of pain we have cared,
And a lot we have yet to share,
Some needs repair,
But the despair,
You and I have both tried to spare.
We don't have to be together,
In order for these things to happen,
They already have,
And they still will,
In this most treacherous world.
It may have been only a few days,
But I feel great,
Because in those few days,
you have helped me make everything ok.
Step's One, Two, ThreeOne, Left
One, I ran away
Two, The streets gave me uncomfortable slumber
Three, No one knows me
One, I was found on the street
Two, The bed gave me strange dreams
Three, Still, no one knows me
One, I was put in school
Two, The desk put me in place
Three, I feel the eye's of curiosity, But still, No one knows me
One, I have a home of my own
Two, I sleep with dignity
Three, I have a family, Someone knows me,
They Love Me!