Don't go lookin back, can't change what's already been done, the past is dark and shunning, look ahead the future is bright and beckoning That and coffee is an absolute need

Ken

Madonna ft/ Timbaland & Justin Timberlake - 4 Minutes

Shaggy - It Wasn't Me

Three Six Mafia w/ Project Pat - Chickenhead

Don't go lookin back
There ain't nothin there to see
Open your eyes, look ahead
Open your mind, and you will soon see
Future is bright, beckoning
Past is dark, shunning
Don't go lookin back
There ain't nothin there to see
What was will never be
Let it go, learn your lesson well
Don't go lettin your ego swell
Keep in mind we all make mistakes
Just depends on the road out of them you take
Future is bright, beckoning
Past is dark, shunning
Don't go lookin back
There ain't nothin there to see
Perfection is a fallacy
Deception is normalcy
Read between the lines
See the bigger picture
Step out of your sheltered world
Don't go lookin back
There ain't nothin there to see

4 Tha Fame - E-Town Concrete

Freakin hilarious!! Dayum!!

I am in awe most beautiful man...you have left me speechless

**Pokes you with my sharpened stick** Ha take that!!!

You're impossible!!!

Love you Momma

ahh then who needs batteries

Need batteries

Water lapping against the shore
Cool breeze comes off the lake
Moon reflecting off the water
Sittin upon my favorite rock
Watchin to moon dance all about
Across the surface as the breeze moves my long hair
Pushing it from my eyes every now and then
As I wait for the loons cry to fill the air
That soft mournful cry as it searches for its mate
Knees drawn up against my chest, arms wrapped tightly around
To ward off the chill of the air, feeling as if I am the only one here
No sign nor sound of another human for miles
Just me and my soft inhalations and exhalations as I breathe
Feeling the serenity come over me, letting the worries of the day drop away
No cell phone, no light, just me and the loon tonight

She plucks at my gray hairs
"How come you have them" she whispers
"Are you really really old?"
She plucks at them once again
Thinking she can pull them out
I reach up, stopping her
She's only seven, so full of questions
"Mommy doesn't have them"
She babbles on and on
Of course Mommy doesn't have them
She hasn't lived the life I have
She's had it relatively easy
"Daddy doesn't have them either"
Why would he, he was good boy, did what he was told
Not full of the rebellion I was, not brash nor bold
"Poppop has them, are you as old as Poppop?"
Sure Poppop has them, he got them from me
All the trouble, pain and anguish I put him through
And still he stands by me, the prodigal daughter
Her questions filling the air
As she bounces from chair to chair
I rise now, standing before the mirror
Looking at my reflection, staring at the gray
Recalling my momma's words, at the time thinking them absurd
Now realizing that she spoke the truth
"Wear them with pride, don't let them hide
A badge of honor, of courage and strength
You earn every one of them, living through hell
Surviving everything that comes along
Wear them with pride girl, you have earned them"
Looking to my right, at the box of dye just bought
I'm thirty- nine, I carry scars and aches, a bunch of gray hairs
Because I survived, I came through it all, I'm alive
Now I wear them all with pride...

Hooked me in
Lies spun until they are absolute truth
You are nothing with out me
Uttered,shouted, screamed, burned into my psyche
Until I believe
Until my eyes are sewn shut to the reality that I have become
Until my mouth is sewn shut so that I may no longer speak
Brainwashed into believing your lies spun into absolute truth
Bound to you now, no escape, no way out
Chains binding me tightly,shackled to conformity
***************SNAP*****************
Something bound to tightly eventually snaps
Freeing the enslaved,new light dawns
And this is how I roll
Now I scream,I shout, hear me now
Listen up
I am everything without you
I am all that you will never be
I fly free, no jar can hold me
No prison cell can hold me
No chains can bind me
So take your useless words, your useless actions
Take your anger and hate
Your thoughts of ownership, take them all
For you see I am a butterfly, broken free from the caccoon
That once held me, from the chains that once bound me
I am not what you thought I was, I am not who you thought I was
I fly free

I've got nothin to believe in
But for a few dreams
Its enough for me
Carries me on through each day
No matter if its good or bad
These few dreams are all I have

It may not seem much to you
But don't you see at least I've got something
Small as though it may be
These dreams matter to me
Sure I can count them all on one hand
But I refuse to let them go

Don't you see its all we really have
Those dreams that carry us through
It gives us something to believe in
Something to hold on to when it all comes crashing down
It gives us a reason to live
Someday soon I'll share all of my dreams with you

Curled against you
My head upon your chest
Listening to the beat of your heart
Your arms wrapped tightly around me
Whispering softly that is going to be ok
Rocking me gently as I begin to cry
Knowing that I just cannot answer why
It builds up inside, until it can no longer be contained
Spilling over and smothering me
Until I grow silent and cry
It is here in your arms that I am safe
I can let it all out, every drop and ripple of sadness no longer contained
Just rocking me gently, whispering your mantra of its ok
Over and over until I am soothed
Allowing me to simply be, tenderly keeping me safe

Jimi Hendrix playing in the background
Coffee cup to the right
Pen in hand
Chewing my lip
Your hand upon my thigh
You sit and watch me
Softly speaking
"Girl you've got the talent
You've got the drive
You'll go far"
I look up, flash a quick smile
Going back to my furious scribblings
The words swirling and twirling their way through my mind
I slip into the realm of my words
Leaving you behind
You quietly sit, hand upon my thigh
Watching me never asking why
Allowing me to escape,yet tethering me to the present
As I slip off again and again
Reaching up every now and then, you tuck back one of my many stray curls
A kiss upon my neck, you expect none in return
Knowing that it all registers yet doesn't show
As I am lost once again in my realm of words
A patient and tolerant man you are
The ability to understand that the words will come no matter what
That I must get them down before they all slip away
You rise now, stepping away quietly, knowing I'll come back
Once I have written all I have to say, at least for today