I wanna be happily ever after
And my heart is so shattered
But I know its about forgiveness, forgiveness

Answer

Someone That Loves You or Someone You Love?

Without a doubt I want to say someone I love, despite the fact that emotions do change I am a very inpatient person. I cannot wait on myself to "grow" to love someone. What does that even mean? I have to have that initial attraction.

I guess its nice to have someone that loves you, but wouldn't it be even better if someone you love reciprocates?

Alone

I want to be able to express myself better.
I want to pick up a paint brush or a charcoal and start to draw.
I want to wear my dance shoes and dance my heart away.

Everyone wants to belong but living under an individualistic culture means everyone's falsely accepted.

Responsibility is the key to freedom.
When a storm of sadness comes over me...
When all the frustrations of life floods over me...
I know that it will be over.
Because I have faced harder, worse things in life.
The beauty of frustration is that you know something big is going to happen.

Feeling Greatful

I think about the people in my life.
I feel happy.
But then I look backwards and trace back to everything I have left...
I stop.
And feel something in my chest. I really do feel this physical thing and I just feel relieved.

I have always felt that I lived my life backwards.
I just came to a realize there is still one thing I am completely ignorant of.
I like this feeling of innocence.

One More Time With Feeling

Your stitches are all out but your scars are healing wrong

The standard questions of life lingers on my mind.
What am I meant for in this world?

Better live

Hearing an artist perform better live is always refreshing.
Marie Digby has some great lyrics, one that I relate most with is this one about being afraid of getting close to someone...

You see I am the bravest girl you will ever come to meet, yet I shrink down to nothing at the thought of someone really seeing me. I think my heart is wrapped around and tangled up in winding weeds. But I don't wanna go on living being so afraid of showing someone else my imperfections and even though my feet are trembling and every word I say I'm stumbling. I will bare it all, watch me unfold.

Can you do me a favor?

I have been conditioned to fear help.
It was always a burden to ask for small favors.
And once in awhile its nice to know that even strangers will be more willing to help than the person whose suppose to know you better.
In a sense this is how I am easy to please.
Your small gestures will put a smile to my face.
So I thank you.