Down.

"Said It All"

When the tears fall away 

And there's no conversation 

There's nothing left to break 

That's not already broken 

You're staring into space 

And every inch of silence 

Been standing here for days, and days 

Said it all 

Nothing to say at all 

Nothing to say that matters 

Haven't we heard enough? 

Said it all 

Nothing to say at all 

Nothing to say that matters 

Doesn't matter any more 

In the sudden light of day 

The weight of expectation 

Hurt begins to fade 

As you find a new direction 

Been talking here for days and days and days 

Said it all 

Nothing to say at all 

Nothing to say that matters 

Haven't we heard enough? 

Said it all 

Nothing to say at all 

Nothing to say that matters 

Doesn't matter any more 

All of the miles of words we've spoken 

All of the lines that got away 

Didn't we take the time to say them all? 

All of the miles of words we've spoken 

All of the lines that got away 

Didn't we take the time to say them all? 

Said it all 

Nothing to say at all 

Nothing to say that matters 

Haven't we heard enough? 

Said it all 

Nothing to say at all 

Nothing to say that matters 

Haven't we said it all? 

Another lame poem.

You say are my friend

That you are here till the end

through thick and thin

You claim we are like twins

But yet you tease me

your nothing more then a flee

Thank God, im no longer blind

When everyone else may think your kind

I can see behind your smirk

it's obvious your just a jerk

a heartless monster with no soul

to feast on terror is your goal

well congratulations now you've won

I know I'm not the only one

who's spirit was shattered in the end

you need more then fear in order to fend

so you attack as you must

leaving behind nothing but dust

but someday I hope you know

that no one likes your little show.

And if you listened to the moral of the story

of any comic, funny of gory

you would see that in the end

That on fear alone, you can not fend

for friends and love is a crucial point

sorry if I disappoint <3

If Mirrors Could Talk

I look deep into the reflection

Looking back isn't me, but a perfection

Tall,Skinny,Ginger,Hot.

Everything I am not.

I just want to stare,

Oh how I wish that was me there

I drag my longing eyes away

though I could have stayed all day

For then reality hits like a brick

as if my shin had been given a kick

There stands the real me,

As ugly as can be.

a warm tear glides down my cheek,

I turn away, I'm just a freak.

Why even bother? Its Just a Mock.

Boy do I wish mirrors could talk..

Random Mess Of Pointless Drama

Well. Prepare yourself for one long rant about pointless topics.Topic One, Why am such a bitch? seems like everyother day I either do something I regret, or am called one. I know I'm not perfect, but hating me won't make it better <3. Topic two, I need to stop saying stuff then taking it back a moment later. If I keep up with my being indecisive I am going to be the boy who cried wolf. And I don't want that. :/. Topic number three, Why can't I have one, ONE, drama free day? Honestly. That's all I want. Topic four, If you have a problem with me? Tell me. Please. Anyway, that's all for now. Stay tuned for more pointless crap from my boring life next time.

Thankful.

Hey guys, I wanted to blog about what I am truly thankful for, after seeming the terrible destruction in Japan and how quickly what you love, can be gone. My heart goes out to the people awaiting to hear from family and friends in the area, and for the relatives of those victims of this tragedy. It's crazy to think how one day everything is fine, and the next everyone is in danger. I am keeping Japan and other areas hit, in my prayers and I hope you guys do too.

Some of the things I'm thankful for are-

Knowing God, and being able to pray to him.

My saftey.

The good health of me, and family and friends.

Life.

All of my unneeded blessing God grants me anyways.


Now I have a request for you, make a list of 5 things your most thankful for. And post them as a comment of on you blog, whatever. Also please keep Japan in your prayers. <3

Love,
Me. <3

Questions that cannot be answered.

I sit here on the floor of my small room, clutching my iPod, with my clarinet assembled next to me. I haven't touched it in over a year. I quit the band when the uneeded stress from the director became enough. I packed it away, and it sat in the attic ever since. When I quit, I was only on the second book. I was never truly interested in band, I loved the instument, but I lacked the patience. After having the longest weekend ever. filled with tears, anger, confliction, and few moments of joy, the one thing that kept coming across my mind was the clarinet. "Go to the attic Karee! Find your old lesson book, play again. don't surrender" I kept thinking. So when the house was emerged in other actions, I snuck up to the attic. retrieved the lonely instrument, and assembled it. I felt the wood in my hand, the cold metal keys. So I licked the reed, and attempted to play. Yet no noise. I tried again, same result. Why is the instrument that called to me, rejecting me? This is something I have been pondering... I am searching for the answer. I have looked over the instrument many times, nothing is there to ail it. Why cannot one thing go right?