Some one Cares

This one is for those who feels that they are alone

Those who feel that no one cares

That have lost a loved one 

That feel that have no true friends

Some one cares

This one is for the ones who put on a fake smile everyday, but are dying inside

Who's parents have chosen an inanimate substance over their own child

Some one cares

Who feel they will never live up to what their parents want them to be

Who feel they will never live up to what they themselves want them to be

That looks at the world and feels there isn't anyone that will just listen

Some one cares

This is for those who feel there is no turning back

There is someone who knows what it feels like to be in your situation

That is more than willing to listen 

Don't give up hope

SOME ONE CARES

Will it happen?

There once was a kid, his life was simple, and ordinary. He went to high school, worked on school, hung out with friends. He never once hand the slightest intentions of going after girls, he was more than happy with out them in his life. Then one day, here comes the "new girl", and it rocked his world. All he could think about was "her", he didn't even care about his own happyness anymor, it was all "her", and making "her" happy. But there was one issue, she doesn't feel the same way towards him..............


Q's:
-Will he be able to make something happen?
-Will he ever catch a hint and give up?
-Will he ever just give up at some?
-Could this one girl drive him inane? 

Blurbs

Marvin's Room
 by Drake:
     This joint right here, is about I guy who was left by his long time girlfriend. She moved on and met a nice guy, but he never moved on. He respects the other guy in the situation, but one night he has one to many and is looking through his phone and stumbles across her number, he calls her and tells her how he really feels.

Ghost town
  by First Aid kit:
             This little number here, is about a girl, that lived in a small town. She had dreams of bigger and better things, she grew up and at about 20 she left for the big city. She loved it, but there is something that kept on pulling her back, it was family......

No Love
  by Frank Ocean:
     I feel that this song is about a guy, who over time has become very close friends with a girl. He was pondering one day, and realized that he has feelings for this girl, and that she is the only one he has actually gotten close to in a long time, and now he is trying to "find the answer to the problem" which is, should tell her how he is feeling, or should he stay as friends and be happy with what he's got.

My life

    From the streets of Vegas, straight to the burbs Utah county, life is different. I found out that out the hard way. The "Get rich or die trying" mentality isn't the way to roll. It's hard to go from tokin' it with ma boy Tyrone, selling drugs on the corner, and carrying glock in my pants. To having combined family nights, and being with family a lot. My friends in this "bubble", have really set me straight, helped me leave behind the "thug life". This is...... my life.

A burglary of the heart

So the women

darkly dressed

showed up

common menace

a potential criminal

Saturday night

the women called

hoping to cultivate relationships

there's no way

pay attention

something looks suspecious

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Why?

The one thing that keeps runnin through my mind

Why?

Why can't I stop thinking about her?

Why can't things just go smoothly?

Why can't a friend just be true?

Why is this post so hard to write, when there is so much on my mind?

Why can't she see how much I care about her?

Why can't I just tell her how I feel?

Why are things moving so fast, but going no where?

Why would someone that you thought was your friend, just turn around and do something like this?

Why do I care so much?

Why am I even writing about this?

Why does everything happen for a reason, but when it's at the hardest point of things we never know the reason?
Why is it every time I think about it I feel on the verge of tears and have a huge knot in my stomach, Is it really that big of a deal?

Why do I always fall for your type?

Why can't I just move on?

Mustache

The mustache

I think we will all agree it's an interesting accessory

but it's much more than just an accessory, it's a life style

It's the slight itch that wakes you up in the middle of the night

the protection it brings to a vulnerable upper lip

the slight tickle it gives when you kiss loved ones

the respect it brings from ones peers

the looking in the mirror and realizing, balls, I'm the man!

the fear it can strike into your enemies

the ability it has to always rimind you what your last meal was

ask your self, What can a stache do for you?

The man that just pulled you over has one, the creepy man behind bars has one, Tom Selleck, Bryan Hansen, Jason Buck, all have one, can't wait till my upper lip is covered in hair.

Monster hunter freedom unite

You have direct orders to rock out:

To rock out like you're Angus Young

like you just sold a popsicle to a women with white gloves

like you just won American Idol by using only sign language

like you just told Donald Trump that he's fired

like you got Jesse's girl

like Jolene didn't take him just because she can

Rock out like you've Tom Selleck's stache on your top lip

like you just saw E Fing G

like Nelson gave you full credit on all your late work

like you're Bryan Hansen (Father of the Chase Hansen)

like you have everything to show but nothing to prove.

Just rock out.

 

Is it Life? Or is it me?

When I think about life, I get scarred, I'm scarred of never becoming what I always have wanted to be. Not that I won't live up to what someone else wants me to be, but what I want to be, that I won't get to, or through medical school, that I won't be good enough to get and marry the women of my dreams, that I wont raise successful children..... that I simply wont be good enough...... Am i scarred of life? or am i scarred of myself?

Boulevard of broken dreams

  
     Walking through the cold dark woods, the cold wet snow burns my feet as the reminders of the wrong paths in life I have gone down , the stinging sensation of the cold air rushing down my throat, are a reminder of the things I have said to people and will never be able to take back....... I walk alone, I walk alone..... I scan across the ground as i notice a picture of my family, I am not it... my stomach hurts as I realize it was just another one of those days that either friends or something else replaced the priorty of my family, I find a T.V. playing the football highlight I never made, because I was to affraid to be great, another picture of me and the girl I wished I had the chance to date, but never got the guts to tell how I feel, The Medical degree I never obtained because I never followed my dreams.... The man I always dreamed of becoming, but never became because I took the easy way out....... I walk alone, I walk alone.

Thinking of her......

    Hey, are you okay? is there something on your mind? you're walking around like you're blind, come on lets go on a walk, lets just talk....

    

    Dad, its her, I'm thinking about her,

I'm thinking of her like kids think about making a mess,

Like a mother thinking about stress,

Like a prom queen thinks about her dress,

This girl is turning me into a mess,

    I'm trying to let her go with all my might,

but I can't,

It's like a loose screw thinking about getting tight,

Like a pitbull thinks about getting in a fight,

Like a criminal thinks about getting out of sight,

Like a road thinks about tar,

Like Mr. Schoover thinks about Farr,

Like the stranger on the street is wondering who you are,

    I'm thinking about her like a crack head thinks about getting their next blow,

Like a murderer thinks of their life on death row,

Like a performer thinks about their next show,

Dad I'm thinking about her like you don't even know,

Wait....... what am I talking about you've been here before,

How much did you think about Mom when she walked out the front door?.......