maestra's Blurty

Soaked in Blood
I don't wanna grow up. Grown ups lose that certain spark that kids have...you know that spark that floods your mind with millions of bright ideas...that spark that allows you to see the bright side in everything...that spark that makes you believe that anything is possible and that spark the always reminds you to live life joyfully. Grown ups tend to be too preoccupied with their worries in life...they worry about everything, as a result they miss out on the little wonders that are happening before their eyes. I'm thankful cause God gave me the opportunity to work with young people. I'm grateful cause my kids remind me to remain childlike: kind, trusting, hopeful, and persistent. If only grown ups would possess these qualities...this world would definitely be a better world.

The Man Who Sold The World (Nirvana)

We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
At all the millions here
I must have died alone (Alt: I must have died along)
A long, long time ago

(x2)
Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World

I'm struggling with a weakness. For so long I've been trying to overcome this weakness but it's quite persistent. I've prayed so hard for God to take away this weakness but it haunts me like a demon...I always fall. I feel so wretched...I feel so filthy.

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: The Man Who Sold the World by Nirvana