Broken Not Deserted
WARNING!!!
if you are under the age of 15 do not talk to me cuz you will be turned down!!!
if you do not comply to the things i ask then you should expect to be A. ignored, B. yelled at, C. teased, or D. insulted.
you have been forwarned.
GRAFFITI ARTIST 4 LIFE!!
Im mason Im and ordanary 16 year old. I have green eyes not to green im about 5;8 and im a good guy once you get to know me. my heart has been stomped on a few times but once is to much. if you wanna talk about something that happend talk to me send me messages.
im very blunt and truthful... and truthful somtimes means mean im sorry
ive gone through alot of stuff in my life.
ive been next to a friend wen he died
ive been the second to see a newborn
ive been there for someone wen no one else was
i wasnt there when everyone else was
ive been an ass to someone i love and im sorry
and ive been nice to someone i hate wen i shouldnt have
ive never been unfaithful
but ive been cheated on
i loved
and lost
ive missed
and hit
ive lived
and will never stop.
she's sitting in her room
thinking of all the bad things done to her
and she wonders why
she can only cry
she thinks that life would be better
we could all be together
if were living in extacy
living in extacy
no wars no crime
theres plenty time to be happy
no death no plauge
so we can lag
to be happy
cuz theres no better place in the world
if your living in extacy
thinking of all the bad things done to her
and she wonders why
she can only cry
she thinks that life would be better
we could all be together
if were living in extacy
living in extacy
no wars no crime
theres plenty time to be happy
no death no plauge
so we can lag
to be happy
cuz theres no better place in the world
if your living in extacy
Heartbreak for the Heartbroken
broken inside all i want to do is hide, from this lie taken over it wieghs on my shoulders,
my love is gone, i wonder where i belong
i want to be in your arms, but it seems you dont want to be in mine,
sorry, one word way overrated, cool shaded and jaded
the rose i got you, inside a ring to bind you to me
torn into peices, the anger releases
so i fall
i fall farther than i ever have before
and i hate
how i keep coming back for more
to get stomped on again, i say that this is the end,
but life has other plans for me
so ill get back up, ive had enough no more love for me
and so i will let go, and i will move on and contine with my destiney
im going heartless, i am not sane
no one can make me feel that way
im so in love, im so broken, i feel like love is nothing but a token
to get hurt, to fall down, into a pit with water to dround
and so i walk, and so i cry
ill stand straight with those tears in my eyes
and though i walk down the valley of the dead i know than nothing is what it seems
but im alive, no longer broken
everthings good to me
cuz im alive
written by Mason Ross
in memory of all the heartbreak and anger
broken inside all i want to do is hide, from this lie taken over it wieghs on my shoulders,
my love is gone, i wonder where i belong
i want to be in your arms, but it seems you dont want to be in mine,
sorry, one word way overrated, cool shaded and jaded
the rose i got you, inside a ring to bind you to me
torn into peices, the anger releases
so i fall
i fall farther than i ever have before
and i hate
how i keep coming back for more
to get stomped on again, i say that this is the end,
but life has other plans for me
so ill get back up, ive had enough no more love for me
and so i will let go, and i will move on and contine with my destiney
im going heartless, i am not sane
no one can make me feel that way
im so in love, im so broken, i feel like love is nothing but a token
to get hurt, to fall down, into a pit with water to dround
and so i walk, and so i cry
ill stand straight with those tears in my eyes
and though i walk down the valley of the dead i know than nothing is what it seems
but im alive, no longer broken
everthings good to me
cuz im alive
written by Mason Ross
in memory of all the heartbreak and anger
Almost Home
(verse 1)
i have been wandering
around this world full of hate
who am i really?
who are we and what have we bocome?
trying to be accepted
wherever we may go
(pre-chorus)
sick of this wondering
all i know is...
im on my way home
(chorus)
im almost home
im almost home..home
im on my way home
(verse 2)
and im just about there
what are we doing?
theres people on the streets and we dont seem to care
people are leaving
cant help wut wonder where they are going
sharing and caring
two of the best thins we can do
(pre-chorus 2)
so lend out a hand
and we can all come home
(chorus 2)
were almost home
were almost home...home
were on our way home
and were finaly there
(instrumental)
im finaly home
were finaly home
you should all come home
there is a place in everyones soul
with a void to fill with unfelt emotion
there to create the feeling that we are in fact alone
alone...
alone is a state of mind
for when you are with another
you can still feel ...alone
alone in a place so dark and dormant inside you
a place for you to tap into, and only you can
alone you are
untill you are found
found not by another
but found by you
found by the inner you
the higher you
for until you find yourself
you cannot be found by another
Love..
the meaning of the word tossed from generation to generation. loosing true meaning along the way. love is defined as a great affection towards somthing. but love is not as defined by a person, but is felt and savord as the most intense emotion on this god given earth. love is described by other emotions, but how can an emotion be decribed by other emotions? affection is an emotion describing love. but if emotions are used to decribe love then what is the true meaning of love?
maybe that is it
love is a thing not meant to be described but only felt.
love has no meaning.
love is eternal and love is what will save us all in the end.
whenever that end may come.
True Love
Beauty they say,
is in the eye of the beholder,
but who, who is to judge,
when simply a look into there eyes
is a reflection of yourself,
for every moment you breathe,
it is there breath,
and everytime you cry,
it is there tears,
and everytime you laugh,
it is there happyness.
A beautiful bliss,
with a twist of passion and devotion.
For it is somthing to be experienced,
and not to be told.
To try and measure
a distance between soul mates,
is not possable.
For they may not be together
in a physical being,
but there souls...,
intertwined,
dancing,
playing,
loving,
it is somthing so...,
anticipating,
and overly unexpected.
Two pieces to a puzzle,
yet to be solved,
and by knowing every detail
will be complete one day.
written by Mason Ross