Patience and time are beautiful things Sometimes they work in your favor and well sometimes they don’t. At this point im not really sure what those two words are doing for me. I at least know that patience is keeping me on my toes today. And I know that time is making the clock tick and tock. When I know what time has done for my skin and bones, you’ll be the first to know.
hey everyone. just posted a new spoken word. its about keeping your thoughts simple. so im going to keep the description simple too. take a listen and let me know your thoughts. annnnd maybe re post it for me too? :D
This is my newest spoken word. Its all about looking up and seeing the good in the bad. I hope you can take a listen to this and relate to it or get something out of it. Please make sure to reblog it or post it on your facebook page if you like it. thanks so much!
Here is my newest edition to my small yet growing spoken word works. this one is very important to me. its all about money and how we cant get too caught up in it. It also mentions doing what you want to do with your life. Welll…just listen for yourself :)
please give me any feedback and please please please repost this for me if you can. i really appreciate it.
this is a spoken word poetry type thing i decided to make. its basically just about my struggles with finding love and all that good stuff. please spread it around if you like it. thanks!
I wrote these lyrics over the past two months or so. This song is about doing what you love and not giving into growing up too fast. I’ve seen a lot of people grow up too fast over the past four years of my life. I love being in a band, touring and playing music. A lot of people think at a certain age you have to give up that “dream” and get a real job and go to school. In my eyes doing all that just creates too much stress at an early age. Sooo yeah that’s what these lyrics are about. Please let me know your thoughts.
I don’t have a lot of money and that’s fine by me
I wanna grow up in truck stops and on friends floors
Than I’ll be able to feel my heart beat iin rhythm with the real me
My old friend Dave wakes up every Monday and wishes that there was more than two days in a weekend
Ill keep sleeping in on Monday not knowing my weekend is over
Well I guess im just trying to say that
Im not ready to cut my hair, settle down.
Im not into the idea of looking in the mirror and seeing the stress of my mother, and the heavy eyes of my father.
We’re just kids stuck in a town outside of a big city
Where everyone wants you to grow up as fast
as they fall down. As fast as they fall down.
