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Location: Peace River (Soon to be Trout Lake), Alberta, Canada

I am dramatic, emotional and loving. I live in a fantasy world sometimes. I care about people too much. Oh, and I can't spell - suck at grammar, deal with it.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Too Much

It is all too much
For me to hear right now
I'm just not ready
Can't you see?
I'm unsteady
I just need to be confused for a while

What you said today
Made me angry
And bold
You can't give me news like that
With no one to hold
I just need to be mad for a while

You've broken my heart
In two
Or six million four
Did you mean to do that
We've got an uneven score
I just need to be sad for a while

These emotions are piling
And growing big too
Who's fault is it
I need someone to blame
Or to throw a fit
I just need to be crazy for a while

Quit telling me how
That I should feel
You just can't see
All that she
Meant to me
I just need my mom for a while

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas Mama,
It's my favourite time of year,
With all the lights outside shining,
And bellys full of Christmas cheer.

Merry Christmas Mama,
Can you see me from above?
I baked your favourite treats today,
They were all made with love.

Merry Christmas Mama,
Oh how I wish you were here,
To hold me and laugh,
The way you did last year.

Merry Christmas Mama,
I'm going shopping again today,
Lots of gifts to purchase,
(And one for me, by the way!)

Merry Christmas Mama,
Can you see how excited the kids are?
Making their crafts, writing to Santa.
Hoping he'll write from afar?

Merry Christmas Mama,
I guess I'm doing alright,
But I sure miss you mama,
Beside my tree, alone tonight.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

IF

As promised...poem based on Chantel's original...I kept a lot of the words the same (in some cases entire verses - 'cause they worked...ps - its not my best work, I'm under no delusions...it's kinda about how I'm scared he'll forget me and we'll lose touch. We really had the makings of a lifelong friendship, but we needed more time to develop it. I hate that.

IF

It scares me to speak my mind
It might sound self-absorbed
I don't say half of what I think
I wonder what I'm thinkin' for

I'm smellin' your cologne
And listenin' to your laugh again
I'm singin' 'bout a friend thats gone
And writin' with this dried up pen

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And who really cares now
Just who will I talk to?
Everyone's just waitin' for me to fail
Kinda like millionaire

I'm smellin' your cologne
And listenin' to your laugh again
I'm singin' 'bout a friend thats gone
And writin' with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Someone to listen,
Someone to call
Someone to hold, at the right time

I'm smellin' your cologne
And listenin' to your laugh again
I'm singin' 'bout a friend thats gone
And writin' with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend

Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And I would call him up
But he doesn't know my name