Dream On

Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
Sing with me, if its just for today

Everytime that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face gettin clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dust to dawn
Isnt that the way
Everybodys got their dues in life to pay

I know what nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know its everybodys sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life is in books written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know its true
All the things come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me, if its just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away

Dream on, dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on, dream on
Dream until your dream come true
Dream on, dream on, dream on...

Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
Sing with me, if its just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away

But I wanted to change the world...

how do we change the world, by one Act of Random Kindness at a time.

Friends Will Be Friends..

So I sat here tonight chilling, listening to music and I saw a bullitin on myspace that an old friend that I saw a few days ago posted so I wanted to see what was going on with her. I was looking at her pics and I was just amazing. They looked nothing like I remembered. I was too afraid to send them a message saying hey whats up because I didnt want to lose the image I had of them, I didnt want to think of them differently by hearing what they had to say. I already had that happen with a different friend and he changed drasticly. These people, I dont see how tehy can be so different. Or atleast of they send an image of being so different. Got me thinking of if they saw me what they would think. Would they go, "wow he has changed" or would they say "he looks different but hes the same Indy I knew"? Gets me thinking is all. Gets me scared that they have lost what they had. Thats also why I dont want to talk to them because thats the one thing on my mind when Im talking to them and they know it and if its not what I want they must not want to talk to me. I just want to yell at them until they go OHHH Indy your right...what have I been doing? I want to shake them so they will see what they are doing and what they will turn out to be if they continue. Its so frusterating because they are just that type of person. They are the person that would lose what gave them the twinkle in their eye. And all I can do is sit back and watch them lose everything they once had because I'm scared of losing the thought of them I'm happy with. And I feel that my lil chat with them for 10 mins wont make a difference whats so ever, that they will go "oh Indy, when will you get off my back?" It just makes me hurt on the inside...

Forgiveness

"There is a slutbag and whoretasticness too!!!"

As I sit here and read this I see whats so wrong about it. I feel like crap for what is says. Just how one person could really think this about two of his closest, or seemed to be closest, friends. But what feels worse is the thought that I put both of those words in his mouth. We all know that everyone thinks I'm a man-whore, so that part is pretty clear. Is this all it is? Some high school friends that after we graduate we wont have to "deal" with anymore? That we are just putting up with each other until then? Maybe I'm just crazy but I had the idea of still being friends with all of you after hs. I never intended of letting go. From now on, I'm gonna stand up for each and everyone of my friends, because they are my friends. Im not gonna let each other push them around and I want anyone who thinks I am doing so to tell me so I can stop. I'm sorry guys for letting you all down. I'm sorry that everyone just thinks our friendships are one big joke. Its my fault really.

Im forgiven, because you were forsaken
Im accepted, you were condemed
im alive and well, your spirit is within me
because you died and rose again

Sorry..

In this farewell,
There is no blood,
There is no alibi,
Cause I've drawn regret,
From the truth,
Of a thousands lies,
So let mercy come and wash away

What I've Done,
I'll face myself,
To cross out what I've become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I've done

Put to rest,
What you thought of me
While, I clean this slate,
With the hands,
Of uncertainty,
So let mercy come,
And wash away

What I've Done,
I'll face myself,
To cross out what I've become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I've done

For what I've done,
I start again,
And whatever pain may come,
Today this ends,
I'm forgiving what I've done

I'll face myself,
To cross out what I've become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I've done

(Na,Na,Na)

What I've Done,

ENCORE Les Gens Stupide

wow so you guys have slumped to an all time low. "bahahahhahahahahha. What did one obnoxious French wannabe say to the other one? "Oh, Indy is a fantastic name!" "

Who ever that was, you are a jerk. Like I mean it, wow. Why would you do something like that? Were just bored and wanted to piss me off? How can you think of yourself as a good person while your doing something like that?

Again, Les Gen Stupide

so guys...dont ever leave me comments in french unless you accualy speak it because I can tell when you use a translater, and it looks like crap. Just say it in english, dont try to apply yourself to my "needs" by doing it in french. You will still be read an understood if in english.