You make me rant on and on about nothing

your mind doesnt want to let your heart CARE for me.
the thought of LOVING me intimidates you.
It bothers you so much your heart shivers timidly at the sound of my name.
Because my name is a mere label to the greatness within me.
Your so used to dissapointment that you rather pass up my shine
and just go off to a lonely and DULL place.
you dont want to put effort in me... because i require more effort then you could ever know.
your heart fears my name. cause my name is the ont that makes your heart beat faster and your palms sweat a little more then usual.
MY name is the name you dont wanna hear cause im the girl of your dreams...
you rather just have some random playmate then the real deal.
its succh a sad story.
you've programed your MIND not to CARE for me.


dear you, i wish you well love, me.

Written Melodies

I just wanna live in a world full of colorful people. a world where no one is black and white..everyone just glows in the dark. neon greens, vibrant yellows, stand out oranges. I just wanna go to a place where everyone glows in the dark

-Me-

in other terms i wanna go to a place where everyone is mentally free and expressing everything with in their hearts and souls. the clothes they wear reflect the state of mind they are in and the word strange doesnt exist. i fantasize about living in a place where tattoos are an everyday thing and the word conservative just doesnt make sense...ultimately i just want to be in a place where i have absolutely no restrictions on TRULY BEING ME. thats my fantasy.

<3

My writting : 808s & Mistakes.

so after watching kanye west get choked up on a interview he did the day after his vma mess up. i was inspired to cook up this mental rant. so here it is.

there is something so beautiful about a person in pain.
a person who has lost something or someone.
a person engulfed in self-hatred
or a person who is restricted by the walls of resentment.
i'm talking about someone who has been hurt
there is something so beautiful about them.
pain can break down the most arrogant person
and turn them into a vulnerable soul.
vulnerability is pure beauty.
there is something so intriguing about that person and their tears.
when you look at a person crying.
cause when you see them crying you see the endless possibilites of what God can do to heal them,
you just have to.
what i'm thinking and feeling is hard to explain.
the most beautiful things come out of pain.
with pain comes no fear, no distraction.
there is such an artistic value to someone who has been through hell.
cause the hell that person has been through rips away that mask of their ficitional self
and the reality of their true persona comes out.
that is...after they've been through hell.
this only leads me to the question...
"where would we be as a human race without adversity?...
without feeling like no one understands...
without feeliing like life would be better if lived on another planet in some other galaxy...
would we evolve into the beautiful creatures we are today?
hurt people hurt people. people make mistakes
and when people realize their mistakes their potential is endless.
there is no wisdom without minor stupidities
it's hard to explain but there is something so beautiful about a person in pain.
especially when they are living under the flashing lights.

-EttaMarie-