Friday, June 10, 2011
the waiting
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
comsie's wisdom in my words
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
why are you here?
i'll be loving
Sunday, March 20, 2011
the ray
Monday, March 7, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
What It Feels Like...

hey friend
tell me, won't you
what it feels like
being able to express your love
as you like it
anywhere, anywhen?
what it feels like
kissing her with raindrops on your face?
embracing her with wind gently brushing your hair?
telling her how much you love her while her hand in yours
grasped tightly with warmth?
i won't say anything
i won't complain
i won't grumble
because in this pretty little town
i know all too well
the path i've taken
forbid me so
or
else
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Born This Way
This new Lady GaGa song really touched my heart.
If only I have such courage to embrace who I really am
First step is always the hardest
and the longest of the journey
of loving myself
When since forever
all I ever dying for, is to be
everything I'm not
Thank you Lady GaGa
Your songs had moved me a lot
I'm grateful to be one of
your Little Monsters
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It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up
'Cause you were born this way, baby
My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir
"There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are"
She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up, girl and you you'll go far,
Listen to me when I say"
I'm beautiful in my way,
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret,
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
(Born this way)
Ooo, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way
(Born this way)
Ooo, there ain't other way
Baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be!
Give yourself prudence and love your friends
Subway kid, rejoice the truth
In the religion of the insecure
I must be myself, respect my youth
A different lover is not a sin
Believe capital H-I-M (hey, hey, hey)
I love my life, I love this record and
Mi amore vole fe yah
I'm beautiful in my way,
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret,
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Ooo, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way
(Born this way )
Ooo, there ain't other way
Baby, I was born way
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
( Queen ,
Don't be , Queen )
Don't be drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause baby, you were born this way
No matter gay, straight or bi
lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to survive
No matter black, white or beige
chola or orient made
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born to be brave
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret,
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way, yeah!
Ooo, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way
(Born this way )
Ooo, there ain't other way
Baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
I was born this way, hey!
I was born this way, hey!
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way, hey!
I was born this way, hey!
I was born this way, hey!
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way, hey!
Sunday, February 6, 2011
pretty pretty girls he called friends
she’s perfect
beautiful
charismatic
smart
lovely
adorable
and he’s there
and perfectly
handsome
gentle
caring
loving
she, is Appendix A
of the lots lots of
pretty pretty girls
he called friends
you might not got it
but i get it
and they get it
and she get it
and he get it
that they can laugh together
with his hands
in his hands
Sunday, January 23, 2011
stop and stare, don't
is it weird
having me stand here
and state what i felt
about our crumbling society
hidden under misleading achievement
is it weird
that i stand here
with my hand in his
when we are legally united
years ago
is it weird
that we stand here
with our adopted twins
smiling and laughing
the cute girls who lit up
our home and our life
is it weird
that i
ask you
not to
stop
and
stare
at us
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Why, Mom?
mom,
do you remember rory wilson?
i bet you do
he has the sweetest of smile
he has kindest of heart
he has biggest of love
and he was my best friend
but mom,
i haven’t see him for a while
now
i’m lonely
i’m sad
i’m hurting
and i miss him
mom,
why is it when i asked mrs. smith
our neighbour next door
about rory
she broke down?
she wailed?
right before me?
what have i done wrong?
what has rory done wrong?
we did nothing wrong
we didn’t steal cookies from the jar
we didn’t spill milk on the floor
we didn’t paint walls with crayon
we didn’t steal anyone’s money
we just be friends
and one day
i felt like kissing him
and he
felt like kissing me back
right before
mrs. davis came
pulling him into her room
yelling at me to get lost
i went out
but i heard a terrible sound
mom,
it’s just like the sound
during the bank robbery we saw
just before the policeman bleed and died
what was it
mom?
since then
i have never seen rory
mom,
please don’t cry
i don’t mean to make you cry
i’m just curious
why rory disappear?
why mrs davis went with the police?
why mrs. smith cried?
why,
mom,
are you reaching for the gun?