Dream Life

                                             Who told you that your shyness doesn't make you strong? Who told you that the way you are is limited and wrong? Inside you lies a silent strength that rests behind your eyes. It can notice people bluffing and can see between two lies. Your quiet is a shield with which you guard a loyal heart, and in a world full of false-heartedness the way you guard it is an art. Shyness doesn't mean that you don't live your life out loud; it means that you have strength and for that I hope you're proud.

                                          I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings And I can't let you go, your hand print's on my soul But I stay, when It's hard or it's wrong, or we're making mistakes For you , I would fall from grace just to touch your face All these people think love's for show, but I would die for you in secret No more keepin' score now, I just keep you warm And at every table, I'll save you a seat I'm a fire and I'll keep your brittle heart warm if your cascade ocean wave blues come You're my best friend I remember how we felt sitting by the water and every time I look at you, it's like the first time You can hear it in the silence. You can feel it one the way home. You can see it with the lights out And I know I make the same mistakes every time bridges burn, I never learn , at least I did one thing right I want to wear his initial on a chain rou...

                                            It's ok to not have answers. It's ok to not be strong. It's ok to do nothing at all. It's ok, so ok, to be wrong. It's ok to just be you. It's ok to lose a game or fight. It's ok to take a nap. It's ok to cry in bed at night. It's ok to go your own way. It's ok to play for fun. It's ok to fail a test. It's ok to not be number one. It's ok to be alone. It's ok to make a mistake. It's ok to stare out a window. It's ok to need a break. When I was young so long ago here's something I wish I knew- When the world says, Listen to me It's ok to listen to you.                                         

                                     i used to believe that decisions were either right or wrong, that we were meant to travel roads where our journey be long. but lately i've been thinking some paths are for short seasons and moving on doesn't mean that we had the wrong reasons. if dreams don't make sense any more, is it wrong to say goodbye? and if lovers end up parting ways, does it mean they were wrong to try? maybe we are too hard on ourselves when we come to a fork in the road. and i think it's time that we stopped carrying our mistakes as a heavy load. you will always wear your decisions, but it is you who chooses how. so wear your past with pride because  it's brought you to where you are now.