Friday, March 25, 2011

Who Says By Selena Gomez

I wouldn't wanna be anybody else
hey

You made me insecure,
Told me I wasn’t good enough.
But who are you to judge
When you’re a diamond in the rough?
I’m sure you got some things
You’d like to change about yourself.
But when it comes to me
I wouldn’t want to be anybody else.

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

I’m no beauty queen
I’m just beautiful me

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

You’ve got every right
To a beautiful life
C'mon


Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?

It’s such a funny thing
How nothing’s funny when it’s you
You tell ‘em what you mean
But they keep whiting out the truth
It’s like a work of art
That never gets to see the light
Keep you beneath the stars
Won’t let you touch the sky

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

I’m no beauty queen
I’m just beautiful me

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

You’ve got every right
To a beautiful life
C'mon

Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?


Who says you’re not star potential?
Who says you’re not presidential?
Who syou can’t be in movies?
Listen to me, listen to me
Who says you don’t pass the test?
Who says you can’t be the best?
Who said, who said?
Won’t you tell me who said that?
Yeah, who said?


Who says, who says you're not perfect? (Yeah)
Who says you're not worth it? (Yeah yeah)
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'? (Ooooh)
Trust me, that's the price of beauty (Hey yeah, beauty)
Who says you're not pretty? (Who said?)
Who says you're not beautiful? (I'm just beautiful me)
Who says?

Who says, Who says, you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?


Who says, who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty?
Who says you're not beautiful?
Who says?

Who says you're not perfect?
Who says you're not worth it?
Who says you're the only one that's hurtin'?
Trust me, (yeah) that's the price of beauty
Who says you're not pretty? (Who says you're not beautiful?)
Who says?

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

LOVE AND HATE

Love and hate,
it's all confusing,
never knowing who we're choosing,
never knowing where were going,
always wishing, always knowing,
that despite our love forone another,
we are bound by the laws of society,
to hateeach other.

Love and hate we are forced to feel at the same time,
feeling gray, like a dime,
wishing that time would go back,
to when we could be together,
without the pains that the world has placed upon our shoulders.

Love and hate, we dispise and can't live without at the same time,
always wanting what's right,
never seeing what we believe in to be right,
always ending our days with false fights,
to prove to everyone that we do what they believe to be right.

Our last night together flew by like a feather,
still wishing we could be together,
and as you drove away, I felt my heart sway,
from my generous nature,
to something less greater.

I woke up later,
I was dreaming of you,
when I heard what had happened,
my life became through.
I knew that your death would result in mine,
so when I heard the last chime at midnight,
my world became dark and colder then ever before.

Monday, March 14, 2011

A Puppet's Life

The curtains raise and I fall flat on my face.
For I can't move, the strings hold me in place.
They wrap around my body like brabwire, which leaves trails of blood, the color of lace.
Aimlessly forced to move, held against my will.
I perform a show for you, the body drangles, it never stays still.
When the curtains fall down to cover my face.
You let go of the movement making me stay in the same palce.
Used and abused is all I'll ever feel.
Having no heart.
Just tears of steel

Friday, March 4, 2011

One Year Without You

As I sit in this empty lonely room, which once in your life time belong to us.
I suffer through the flashbacks and still-frames of us living together in my clouded mind, and it brings the sliver tears.
the ones you use to dry.
And I know they won't dry, for many years.
I want to forget the way you came into my life. As kid. wishing on a star was the only thing to take away the striff. the 7th year of my brith, I was given the best gift of all. A star that has fallen from the sky, it came down to earth.
The image you of, laying in my arms. when I kissed you still. And I screamed at the skies. for I knew you would nevermore rise. Haunts every inch in my mind. All I want to do is trun back time.
You have no idea how much I need you now.
Your the only one I trusted to keep my personal and private thoughts a secert.I know you were in pain, but puttingyou down is yetanother thing I won't regert. Even though I'm lonlierthen ever. And my tears are very well concealed. I feel somewhat of myself being healed,with the hope that you and everyone else I love is watching me, as an guardian angel. Somehow I can feel you around within my scenery. you may be invisble. Something I can't see, but when I place my hand over my heart. I know. You'll always be with me.