Whenever life gets too dangerous,
You're always there to catch me.
Waiting.
With the answer that I long to hear.
But,
When life is calm and steadfast
You seem to be gone...and far away.
And I don't know which I like better.
You listening to my fears?
Or my life being ok...
whenever you're not there.
--Lisha Michel
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Can't help it
From the curves of my hips
and the chocolate in my eyes,
I can't help but feel beautiful.
I can't help but spread my joy,
My love of this life.
Because we only get one chance...
One chance to feel desireable,
and sexy. and gorgeous, and lovely.
And I feel all these things.
I'm deeply in love with
these flaws that you see.
The things tht make me; me.
I know what I am,
I know what I'm not.
And I know that I'm not
going to be the one for you...
If you can't see what
I do.
---Lisha Michel
and the chocolate in my eyes,
I can't help but feel beautiful.
I can't help but spread my joy,
My love of this life.
Because we only get one chance...
One chance to feel desireable,
and sexy. and gorgeous, and lovely.
And I feel all these things.
I'm deeply in love with
these flaws that you see.
The things tht make me; me.
I know what I am,
I know what I'm not.
And I know that I'm not
going to be the one for you...
If you can't see what
I do.
---Lisha Michel
Friday, June 25, 2010
Invisible
At times I feel invisble,
Even when your hand touches mine.
Your face is clear as glass,
But I cannot cross that line.
The empty space that fills my heart,
A place that you once knew....
Why are you so distant now?
It's like we're someplace untrue.
...So stop pretending...
My heart is broken already!
But you probably can't even see
it. Because I'm invisible.
To you.
Even when your hand touches mine.
Your face is clear as glass,
But I cannot cross that line.
The empty space that fills my heart,
A place that you once knew....
Why are you so distant now?
It's like we're someplace untrue.
...So stop pretending...
My heart is broken already!
But you probably can't even see
it. Because I'm invisible.
To you.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Summer Rain
It's like that summer rain that's unexpected.
That tap on the shoulder from someone behind you.
That spark that you didn't think was there,
with that guy you've seen a thousand times.
The beauty you find underneath those layers of paint
on that human canvas.
Suprising isn't it?
That what we think we want is never there...
But what we need more than anything can be right there,
staring you the face.
---Lisha Michel
That tap on the shoulder from someone behind you.
That spark that you didn't think was there,
with that guy you've seen a thousand times.
The beauty you find underneath those layers of paint
on that human canvas.
Suprising isn't it?
That what we think we want is never there...
But what we need more than anything can be right there,
staring you the face.
---Lisha Michel
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