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When will these tears stop falling, When will i finally snap back into whats real. All i want now is something to feel .

Things seem so cold and so far from my touch, How can i make this not hurts so much?

My dreams are now nightmares and everything so lost , How can i fix this at what cost?

My head hangs low as does my heart i feel like its just been tortured and torn apart.

So when will these tears stop falling, When will i finally snap back into whats real, like i said before i want is something to feel.



written by Lady Jay

To you i give my everything

To you i give my heart and soul

To you i plee my love that will never grow old



hehehe Happy Valentines Day :)

short and sweet not meant for anyone just felt like writting something for valentines day hope everyone has a good one im going to try to make mine the best i can although i can not spend it with the one who counts:( *well he did call and it made me feel good that he didnt forget* i can spend it with my mom so i plan to do something nice for her she deserves a nice day and what better day to do it than valentines day lol





jsut so most know i hate valentines day and i have no idea why i want this one to be so great but i geuss im tiered of havign shitty ones so now im going to make it a good day no matter what lol

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies, Im not cute or built to suit a fashion models size. But when I start to tell them they think im telling lies I say, Its in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips. The stride of my step. Thecurl of my lips. Im a woman phenomenally phenomal woman thats me.

I walk into a room just as cool as you please. And to a man the fellows stand or fall down to their knees. Then they swarm around me. A hive of honey bees I say . Its the fire in my eyes. and then flash of my teeth. The swing in my waist. And the joy in my feet Im a woman phenomally phenomanal woman thats me.

Men themselves have wondered what they see in me. they try so much but they cant touch my inner stery. When i try to show them.They say they cant see. I say Its in the arch of my back. The sun of my smile. The ride of my breasts. The grace of my style Im a woman phenomenally phenomenal woman thats me.

Now you understand jsut why my heads not bowed I dont shout or jump about or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing it ought to make you proud i say .Its in the click of my heels the bend of my hair the palm of my hand the need for my care cause Im a woman phenomenally phenomenal woman thats me.



i cant remember who the writter is of this poem but its one of my faves its very uplifting and it makes em feel great when i read it .. i read it when i dont feel good enough :)