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So many thoughts floating through my mind Not being able to see the pencil markings, I get frustrated So I just wait until the tears stop trickling down my face Cause I know that there is not enough paper for me to sketch or write down... All those images and words I've longed to feel this way I am so overwhelmed that I could care lessssss if my my pencil breaks Cause my thoughts will still be moving Then I think of where I am again... I have to wait to see the paper So I just close my eyes and let my hands take my emotions from me All I can do is sit and cry it hurts to know these feelings Then my conscious tells me that I need to dream those thoughts... Into another day
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I see you, yet you are so far away I feel you, but you are invisible I smell you, except the scent has already been lost I love you, however, I'll never tell you
Why?
I sit and wonder why
Why I take into consideration
Consideration of others
Others that are so cruel
Cruel to my life and the Beauty of me
Me who has become a person
Person of thoughts and innocence
Innocence that hasn't been lost
Lost not but, hidden greatly
Greatly enough for naked eyes
Eyes that are oblivious
Oblivious to everything
Everything other than themselves
Themselves too shallow to see
See the hurt inside my mind
Mindbodysoul...all as one
One to another, we don't notice
Notice the simple pieces
Pieces making a soul
Soul of beautiful nature
Natures goodness that's been thrown away...
Away from me
Me, myself and I
I sit and wonder why
I am listening (by Stephanie's grandmother, Judy)
As you sit and wonder why? I am listening to you I see your soul I see your innocence I see you. Everyone is not so shallow they cannot see They can see the hurt and feel your pain For them you must go on Look for those who see mindbodysoul...all as one All that has been thrown away will come back to you as you sit and wonder why.