This world, is so ignorant and blind,
"Greed and Power" has altered our lives,
What happened to the will to live freely and in peace??
I'll tell anda what.. It's Man and his Greed.
Man made money.
Man invented time.
They use this, to keep us in line.
To keep us busy, while they do fuck all,
Just collect the money you've worked your arse off for.
There's no such thing as freedom,
As we're forever in their grasp,
Fuck sake people..
Get your head out your ass!
Stand up! Speak up! Let it be Heard!
Together as One.
We can change the World!
Put it how it should of been..
Long before time.
All I ask, is to open your eyes.
Look back in History, open your mind,
It all adds up, you'll soon realise.
Prove what a Man truly is..
Courageous, Strong, Loyal in his word.
Be a Man.
Stand up to this corrupt fucking world.
"Greed and Power" has altered our lives,
What happened to the will to live freely and in peace??
I'll tell anda what.. It's Man and his Greed.
Man made money.
Man invented time.
They use this, to keep us in line.
To keep us busy, while they do fuck all,
Just collect the money you've worked your arse off for.
There's no such thing as freedom,
As we're forever in their grasp,
Fuck sake people..
Get your head out your ass!
Stand up! Speak up! Let it be Heard!
Together as One.
We can change the World!
Put it how it should of been..
Long before time.
All I ask, is to open your eyes.
Look back in History, open your mind,
It all adds up, you'll soon realise.
Prove what a Man truly is..
Courageous, Strong, Loyal in his word.
Be a Man.
Stand up to this corrupt fucking world.
I stare
He returns the glare
His eyes are focused
His lips are clear
One must live
While the other disappears
Life is short
but this is shorter
Time stops
My life flashes nonstop
He spends
as i watch
Its too late to cheerish this moment
Before i know it
It stops
the gun has choosen
Its seterusnya victim
This game
has no winner
one dies
while the other survives
but maybe not for long
He would play again
with a different partner
He might even lose
And pay the price
With his life
Think about that, seterusnya time anda play
We have settled the argument
no lebih disagreement
We know who must
Pay the price
The gun has choosen
And it picked . . .
CA-POW . . . me.
He returns the glare
His eyes are focused
His lips are clear
One must live
While the other disappears
Life is short
but this is shorter
Time stops
My life flashes nonstop
He spends
as i watch
Its too late to cheerish this moment
Before i know it
It stops
the gun has choosen
Its seterusnya victim
This game
has no winner
one dies
while the other survives
but maybe not for long
He would play again
with a different partner
He might even lose
And pay the price
With his life
Think about that, seterusnya time anda play
We have settled the argument
no lebih disagreement
We know who must
Pay the price
The gun has choosen
And it picked . . .
CA-POW . . . me.
Tears of goodbye
Tears of fear
holding onto anda
it consumes your heart
it rushes to your head
anda shake and cringe
anda stare and anda wave
anda grab your chest
as if it is now hollow
anda whisper a note
anda whisper a love
anda turn to walk
but find anda can't move
anda take some breathes
and count to 10
anda hold on to chest
once again
anda start to calm down
anda start to see
anda find a mirror
and see what he now see's
anda whisper soft
but yet still clear
anda take one lebih breath
and start to quiver
anda shake away the fear
and begin to trust
'how come i could Cinta anda and still it was never enough?'
what happens seterusnya is very suprising
your sure its just a dream
because a girl with a broken heart
just stopped crying her fears
and its then that anda realised
anda were lebih than enough
and anda always had been
it wasn't anda
it wasn't anda and him
it was him that anda didn't see
who played anda along
and then who broke apart such a beautiful song.
Tears of fear
holding onto anda
it consumes your heart
it rushes to your head
anda shake and cringe
anda stare and anda wave
anda grab your chest
as if it is now hollow
anda whisper a note
anda whisper a love
anda turn to walk
but find anda can't move
anda take some breathes
and count to 10
anda hold on to chest
once again
anda start to calm down
anda start to see
anda find a mirror
and see what he now see's
anda whisper soft
but yet still clear
anda take one lebih breath
and start to quiver
anda shake away the fear
and begin to trust
'how come i could Cinta anda and still it was never enough?'
what happens seterusnya is very suprising
your sure its just a dream
because a girl with a broken heart
just stopped crying her fears
and its then that anda realised
anda were lebih than enough
and anda always had been
it wasn't anda
it wasn't anda and him
it was him that anda didn't see
who played anda along
and then who broke apart such a beautiful song.
As anda know, I live in New Zealand, a place abundant with clouds, mountains, and kambing biri-biri (I know, right!!!). This means that whenever we go on a school trip we're seeing lakes, atau mountains, or, and this is my personal favourite, belukar, bush ('cause that never gets old). This time it was Mount Holdsworth.
After the trip we were asked to write some puisi that the belukar, bush had inspired. There was all that "If beauty could speak" cr*p, and some "Listen to the whisper of the trees", anda know, all that. This is what it inspired for me...
ATTEMPT #1
The water running over the rocks,
makes me want to pee,
I think of Niagra falls,
The pee trickles down my knee.
ATTEMPT #2
The wind whistles in my hair,
makes me want to itch,
I scratch my hair a little bit,
Whoops, there goes a flying nit.
ATTEMPT #3
The bird chirping in the trees,
Makes my ears real sore,
Dad pulls a gun from his bag,
BOOM! Birdy chirps no more.
After the trip we were asked to write some puisi that the belukar, bush had inspired. There was all that "If beauty could speak" cr*p, and some "Listen to the whisper of the trees", anda know, all that. This is what it inspired for me...
ATTEMPT #1
The water running over the rocks,
makes me want to pee,
I think of Niagra falls,
The pee trickles down my knee.
ATTEMPT #2
The wind whistles in my hair,
makes me want to itch,
I scratch my hair a little bit,
Whoops, there goes a flying nit.
ATTEMPT #3
The bird chirping in the trees,
Makes my ears real sore,
Dad pulls a gun from his bag,
BOOM! Birdy chirps no more.
This is a play I wrote.
There are three acts.
I'll add the seterusnya two later.
(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can anda not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and sherry helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are anda talking to yourself atau something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)
There are three acts.
I'll add the seterusnya two later.
(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can anda not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and sherry helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are anda talking to yourself atau something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)
Drift apart, this world is an art.
How so many people can come together as one,
and they learn to have fun.
It's amazing how, in times of need,
we all can overcome, and be one indeed.
No one wants to remember the bad times,
but those things can rule our lives.
Happiness is all that matters
until the happiness is shattered.
All we really need is each other
to grow and Cinta another.
I think too much time is spent being sad,
when all we really should be is glad.
We have light, color, beauty, sound!
So why are people sad when no one is around?
It's the thought that counts, that's what people say,
so we'll be fine as long as we keep them in our hearts everyday.
How so many people can come together as one,
and they learn to have fun.
It's amazing how, in times of need,
we all can overcome, and be one indeed.
No one wants to remember the bad times,
but those things can rule our lives.
Happiness is all that matters
until the happiness is shattered.
All we really need is each other
to grow and Cinta another.
I think too much time is spent being sad,
when all we really should be is glad.
We have light, color, beauty, sound!
So why are people sad when no one is around?
It's the thought that counts, that's what people say,
so we'll be fine as long as we keep them in our hearts everyday.
P1 - I swear i stil do
Is this the way we are going to end?
I still remember those days when we held each others hands.
And let out our feelings.
Those days when we never had a fight,
Those great nights we spent just looking at the stars.
How can we just leave like this?
How can we not believe one another?
Because everything I berkata was true.
And when I berkata I Cinta you, I swear I still do.
P2 - Catch me
I thought anda would be there through the times that I needed anda the most.
I thought anda would be there to help me
When your Cinta was needed the most,
But I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was just so blind to see that I’ve never fallen so hard thinking anda would be there catch me.
Is this the way we are going to end?
I still remember those days when we held each others hands.
And let out our feelings.
Those days when we never had a fight,
Those great nights we spent just looking at the stars.
How can we just leave like this?
How can we not believe one another?
Because everything I berkata was true.
And when I berkata I Cinta you, I swear I still do.
P2 - Catch me
I thought anda would be there through the times that I needed anda the most.
I thought anda would be there to help me
When your Cinta was needed the most,
But I guess I was wrong.
I guess I was just so blind to see that I’ve never fallen so hard thinking anda would be there catch me.
some amature suff
Dream Of My Cinta So Far
Through my dreams,
I see you,
And me,
Ciuman and holding hands forever.
On this roller coaster
i'm so scared
but your right there
holding my hand so safely
But they don't agree
This Cinta is out of hand they say
I am taken away
And our connection is broken
But lebih dreams to come
Say you're okay
But I wish always
To see anda someday
Butterflies
The gracefull butterfly,
Flies so very high,
Her beautiful winds flapping in a rythmic beat.
Sometimes I wish,
That I could fly so gracefully,
And to leave my fears down on Earth.
To Forget all my troubles,
To let go of all grief,
To be as free as a butterfly.
My feet would list,
My head held up high,
Soon I would be in the sky.
To fly like the butterflies,
Is all I ask for.
Freedom at last.
Dream Of My Cinta So Far
Through my dreams,
I see you,
And me,
Ciuman and holding hands forever.
On this roller coaster
i'm so scared
but your right there
holding my hand so safely
But they don't agree
This Cinta is out of hand they say
I am taken away
And our connection is broken
But lebih dreams to come
Say you're okay
But I wish always
To see anda someday
Butterflies
The gracefull butterfly,
Flies so very high,
Her beautiful winds flapping in a rythmic beat.
Sometimes I wish,
That I could fly so gracefully,
And to leave my fears down on Earth.
To Forget all my troubles,
To let go of all grief,
To be as free as a butterfly.
My feet would list,
My head held up high,
Soon I would be in the sky.
To fly like the butterflies,
Is all I ask for.
Freedom at last.