There are other fish in the sea...

There once was this fisherman. A professional who lived at sea becoming a legend with the amounts of fish he caught. Every day the fisherman brought in dozens of new fish and showed off his pride. It was incredible how amazing he was at catching fish, any shape, any size and any color. It was as if marine life was magnetically attracted to the fisherman. Until one day, the most beautiful fish the fisherman had ever seen swam alongside of his boat. He observed it for a while, but didn't immediately capture it. This fish was different, its shiny scales glistened in the reflection of the sun. It was elegant and full of life, somehow this fish caught the professional's eye within seconds. It was like nothing he had ever seen! He was memorized and so, he had to have this prize. He reeled out his fishing rod waiting for the magnificent creature to take in the bate. It was easier than he thought... Suddenly, the magical cold blooded mortal jumped out of the water showing the fisherman its true colors. When the fisherman had seen this, he was shocked. He was so unimpressed with how different the fish looked like out of the water! Its scales that were once shiny and flawless were now bold and common. His soul was in such awe that he was blind to the wipe lashing coming from the beasts tail. Every leap it got, it hurt the fisherman is some way. The fish tugged on the rod so that the string would cut the fisherman's hands... The fisherman let lose of this demon and sat in his bloody boat preparing to go back to shore. When he arrived everyone stared at him. Once a young, strong, amazing fisherman now looked like a defeated being. Eyes were stunned at the scars. The poor fisherman didn't return to sea for a while, scared of other controversial, hypocritical fish that he once had barely escaped. It took him a very long time to decide to go back. He realized that there will always be that rotten one that everyone will try to capture, but eventually open their eyes to accept the mistake of their catch- and set it back to its dangerous habitat.

Months later, after the tragedy had somewhat healed, the revitalized fisherman set out into the sunset in very familiar waters. He had been testing the seas and got tired, so took a break and sailed to the place where he first had started. Patiently, he waited for fish to come to him as they once did and surely, one innocent, quiet fish took a tug onto the fishing rod. The fisherman got excited. Having a new fish yank at his rod was always a glimpse of happiness. He was so sure to have caught the sage and blameless creature that he towed the rod out of the calm water. Nothing... He looked again into the blue abyss and stared at the fish, who was innocently swimming up and down the fisherman's boat. It was as if the fish were "teasing" the fisherman. Again, the smart fisherman reeled the bate into the water and again he felt the tug. He pulled the fishing rod quickly out of the water having sworn to have caught it! but, just as before there laid only a hook at the end of the string.

Puzzled by the mannerisms of this peculiar being, he studied it for a while until he decided to let the fish be . He was done playing games, trying to capture it when it didn't want to be. So, he sailed his boat to another part of the water. Quietly he sat. The sun was beggining to set and thoughts of the past were beginning to haunt the poor, reckless fisherman until there was a tug on his rod. To his surprise it was the same cold blooded animal that was teasing him before! The fisherman smiled at what he decided to be his personal clown fish. He let swim the funny fish, and came to the conclusion that if one day that fish would want to be captured, then it knew exactly whom to go to. But for now, the fisherman knew that there are plenty more fish in the sea.

Life with Superman

You said to never be afraid, for you were always there
When you took me up into the sky the wind blew in my hair
I was taped into your arms, and floating on your feet
It was the fault of destiny that we were meant to meet.

You took me on a journey, around the world and back again
I never told a soul of the relationship we were in
Your identity was secret and i promised never to squeal
We didn't have to shake hands because our trust was never a deal

You were not only my hero, but you were liked by many more
Many women, who in this city, would give you anything- for sure.
I was stunned how you chose me, someone so innocent and kind
But in the end that's when i realized that i was truly blind.

I was your Lois, and as it goes, Superman had gone without goodbye
He flew of in another world, beyond our great blue sky.
Commitment was your kryptonite, and we almost beat it for good
Your stupid title of "Superman" really made me think you could

Now i know that there are no super heros, because you all are scared of us
How can you guys resent true love and not a speeding bus?
Superman comes and visits every now and then again
But to me, he's just another one of those stupid, worried, frightened men.

Compiling Tears with Raindrops

it's amazing how one soul could be drawn to another, how eyes reel in bate and attack it. That's how i feel when I'm around you. I hate you, and it's not to hard for me to say. I've never even come close to sharing such love with someone until you. I pictured myself with you far along the line, thinking we'd be for always.. but that's how we all think at this age-cleary. I was head over heels in trust with you that i could never imagine you hurting me. In any way possible, you would never do it. I was so blinded and now i feel like such a fool. Girls like me end up on Oprah, or Dr.Phil. I feel like one of them, when truly, i resent those idiots. I used to give advice to others like me, who were in love. Saying that it's fantastic and an incredible thing to have found, now i seem like a walking contradiction. "It doesn't exist at this age". i can repeat it a million times over and i know that i stand right. No matter what anyone says, i have felt the whip lash on my back with his words and actions that i don't feel any pain now. I guess, i should be thankful for that, but i feel empty... lost. I have no soul left... I hate the fact that you make me cry even if the tears never race down the rim of my frozen cheeks, i still feel liquid blind my sight because my vision is fogging up with tears. I don't sense fear, or pain, or forgiveness... I don't feel anything. The only throbbing aches i have are what's left of me, what you left behind. I should have known so much better than to believe you, but you're such a professional at manipulating me that i was ignorant. You claim to never have hurt me but trust me, you did. You cut me so many times that i got used to living with the wounds. I walk around trying to hide the scars you gave me, trying to find happiness. but it can never measure up to the happiness you brought me. I smiled EVERYDAY when i was with you. Every time the phone rang, every time i heard your name. Now everything is not as important anymore. Running away to a court, or a field is the only way i can forget because i concentrate on other things. Other "important" things. I escape the world that revolves around you so i could slowly, re find me. It's been at least a year and i should be back on track, but no matter how many poems i write about doing me, how many smiles i fake or how many times i say im fine, i really mean to say I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry i ever doubted myself.

Then. Now. Always.

Celebrating 4:20 anyone?

ok. so here's my story of the day... After all that jazz abt smoking weed for "420" today i decided to take a look at why the f_ck people were doing this. i had always heard myths and stuff, but today i wanted to figure out what Wikipedia had to say about this joyous day... It all started when a bunch of rebellious teens got out of detention and gethered together loveling to smoke weed next to a statue. Detention symbolically, ended a 4:20 PM. So, every April 2oth is "420", basically just an excuse to be able to all smoke marijuana... I for one, did not. I have better things to do than come home high influencing my little sister. Besides, my report card came in the mail, i don't think that would've been too classy of me!

ox

Sleep... Yeah that sounds good.

Hey there Owls!
It's not soo late here in easy-breezy Montreal but i feel tired. Weather's abnormally cool and beautiful. Quite a contrast from mucky snow and slush, but who's complaining?! It's Monday tomorrow, I'm dreading Monday....... But! On a positive note, NEW and IMPROVED Gossip Girl (get into it!) episode AND a hockey game. WHO TO SIDE WITH? aha well a true fan sticks behind her team... but, which one IS my team? :S decisions, decisions. Don't they haunt our days... Clearly. So. news... Miss Carolina? California? one of the two answered a question from Juicy Gossip Queen; Perez Hilton about gay marriages. I guess that was her card OUT of the beauty pageant. If you didn't put the pieces together, she professed her "well thought-out"answer by saying that she was against gay marriages. hey look, another team! geez louise, can life be difficult. Either standing up for what you believe in, which is what we all encourage, or going against your morals and family? which side to choose? I for one could never go against my own blood, but protesting to the world something that is the present century :S It's like announcing blue isn't blue anymore.. From your point of view that is. Hmm... decisions.
I'm off to bed to, hopefully, dream a dream that'll actually come true.


"What's right isn't always popular. What's popular isn't always right."

Tootles!

Please

If only you could see today, and what my father really looked like
Passed the smiles and the laughs and the fact we look alike.
I can't blame you, you don't know the story and i should fear to even tell you,
because i'm scared of how you'd look at him as if his time was over-due.

Maybe if i let you in on my personal life, you'll see.
That from the moment we were born we were always meant to be.
In my mind it seems so perfect, and your name just goes with mine,
but when i wake up from that dream our names just never seem to rhyme...

I said you were in my cards, because at the time i felt so sure
but when you told me you had no time it's like i didn't even remember how we were.
You talk as if you want me and you even said you did
and it kills to even admit that you're just another kid

I confess i play that game, but you just can't seem to grasp the fact,
that if you actually push me to my extent there is no doubt i'll push you back.
I understand that ball is everything, and that i may not be worth your time
but then please stop making me look like a fool and messing with my mind...

Sex and the City

Props to Samantha Jones, she's gotta be my idol. I tossed the guy i like from "Favorites" to "Friends". He doesn't want anything? I'll leave it at that. There are more waiting in line that deserve my attention ;P Even though there might always be feelings for my Big, it's time i throw Carrie away and be Samantha. Every time i watch an episode i see exactly what i want, a successful, care-free, modern and INDEPENDENT woman. Next!

Dorion!

Presently in Vaudreuil, Dorion! It's 9:36 PM and we're all watching the habs while shaking our heads with disappointment.It's only second period, and it doesn't look like it's going to get any better, but Im still faithful... Please grant Montreal a miracle!

God Bless

HOCKEY NIGHT IN CANADA

Rock the city! Game two is tonight! 8:00 PM @Boston. Montreal Canadiens vs Boston Bruins. RUIN THE BRUINS. I got bets on this, so c'mon les boys! We proved ourselves worthy, fight back stand up and claim the trophy! 100 years shouldn't be any different. High expectations are the worst, but just believe that you have a whole city and more behind you! Much love from Montreal! On vous aime!
xox
The 2nd city that never sleeps... especially on hockey night <3

Nothing but net!

Good morrow cyber world!
I woke up to the alert inside me, tempting me to check my phone. I naturally have this alarm clock within me that lets me wake up on my own. I'll never be late, because I guess my body's so used to being organized and on time that i just seem to crack open my eyelids to a new day. This morning, was (i think) my last practice of the season. I dream of playing basketball like Lebron haha, but it will take me some time... Besides I think it's kind of too late to go in that direction anyway. Practice was a pool of sweat, ew. But i can surely say it was worth it. Dad coached me until my feet were sore, literally and i picked up a lot of great pointers; yet again. I'm working on getting the ball to a perfect arch and SWOOSH! Nothing but net...

Fucking Fairytales

Why is it that Romeo could die for Juliet and mean it
Why is it that Juliet didn't give up on love when she couldn't see it
Why is it that Paris never got a chance
Why is it that Juliet only loved the One who just "promised" her romance

Why is it that Bella could go crawling back to Edward
Why is it that she could put aside and decide she could go forward
Why is it that Jacob never got a chance
Why is it that Bella only loved the One who "promised" romance

Why is it Monica could give in to such a player
Why is it that Quincy wanted to be known as such a slayer
Why is it that Spalding never got a chance
Why is it that Monica chose something that "promised" her romance

Why is it that Cinderella wanted a happy ending
Why is it that she had to get her way, pretending
Why is it that Cindersoot didn't give herself the chance
Why is it that Cinderella had to depend on romance

Why is it that Belle couldn't love in such a beast
Why is it that Belle had to see him in discrete
Why is it that Beast never got a chance
Why is it that Beauty has to be the cover of romance

Why is it that I could never have a fairytale ending
Why is it that your love always seems to be pending
Why is it that i could never get any of these males?
It's because i grew up reading fucking fairy tales...

Espinosa

The bond that's thicker than tape,
The liquid that 's thicker than water.
Blood is what keeps us together
Whether it's here or there.

We might live apart,
but we care just as strong.
It's a passion that is formed in an oyster,
and came out a Pearl.

It's where the tree was planted,
and now it's vines surpass the rough ocean.
They tentacle onto dry land and sew more seeds.
We're all cut from the same cloth.

In this snowy land, there is a leader
the father of our family.
Bombs and piecing bullets didn't stop him there
that's where the determination of one made many.

Blood is thicker than water,
and this is fact from fiction.
There's been disputes but we love as one
As a whole, a complete body.

From coast to coast we spread the love and generosity
From sea to sea we share the same smile and qualities
I look at her and she somehow looks like me
just less fortunate.

Confident ego's and active minds
creative eyes and working hands
plantations to factories.
All but one in common: Pride.

There is no care for dirty feet or dirty hands
The blood that's shed represents the struggle to make us
and it is thicker than any substance.
We are family.

it's a new day

Hey baby, don't you worry about a thing
don't you bother with that issue that's controlling everything.
Just bring it back to when you smiled, and take it back to sunny days
hey baby you're not going anywhere if you decide to gaze
It's a new day

The world is filled with opportunities and choices you could make
it's drenched in possibilities and feelings you don't have to fake
So stop it baby, your tears are worthless-just keep your head held high
tilt your chin up, lift your eyelids and reach up to the sky
It's a new day

Facebook won't get you anywhere if you think that's all you know
texting on your phone or keyboard just makes your life all the more slow
because when you look back at 17 a screen is all you'll ever see
there's not more meeting at the park its just simply watching tv
It's a new day

Wake up baby, you gotta change your childish ways
leave the past behind and look for better days
you can't keep revolving your life around anything but you
it's makes you look like a fool because you don't know what to do
It's a new day

Baby stare at all your options, inspect all of your choices
us kids today cannot just grasp the fact that we actually have voices.

Time Shall Only Tell

You should've known better than than to let me fly away
It's like you opened up the door to an eager bird in a cage
Don't you know not to provoke a lion with infuriating rage?
I guess you were'nt ready to move up to my stage...

I won't just sit there until you decide i'm worthy of your time
And truth be told, i don't think you're even worth a dime
Waiting on you is like a cut sprinkled with lime
or watching Brown on TV as he committed a crime.

At the moment i like you but don't want to wait
For a text or a call that gives me a time or a date
because i'm not a stupid girl who gets reeled in with bate
or a fish, that you can just pick up in a lake

I'm the ocean. The one that you should attempt to swim
if you even want to come close to someone as great as him
My dad, there's no one who can live up to him
No one who's halo shines brighter, your's just a dim

It could be great it could be fun matter of fact it could be perfection
but again, im not sitting here asking more questions
im not going to cry and im not gonna mention
i'll just accept what i got, and leave with the pension

We'll see what time brings, if you come running back
to the girl you left hanging and put back on the rack
you'll realize that she's something you lack,
A woman worthy to pick up your slack...

New Boy In Town

See there's this boy
He has this smile
He's kinda buff
He runs for miles

See there's this boy
He plays hard ball
Its not a game
If you don't fall

See there's this boy
He loves the chicks
He wanna get some
But he's no prick

See there's this boy
He likes my swag
He likes my looks
He likes my flag

See there's this boy
I kinda dig him
Short answers cut it
Even when im with him

See there's this boy
He kinda shy
but on the court
This boy is fly

See there's this boy
I have a hunch
He's kinda new
I'll treat him lunch

See there's this boy
He's not into "we"
But that will change
When he sees me

See there's this boy
I'll call him up
I'll let you know
If we hook up

Truth is...

All those walks along CV waiting for the bus
All those situations that all i ever wanted was your trust
Many times I'd look at you and your eyes that touched the sun
Our lips would always meet when we knew the day was done
Well truth is... What? You really thought I'd say I miss you?

There are memories that in my frame of mind i wish i could..
Erase, Bring back, Relive and defeat
but the only problem is they just keep making me weak
Ive never been the type of girl to sit around and just wait
And nearly half a year later this is still a debate...
Well truth is... What? You really thought I'd say i miss you?

I don't have the ego to admit that you're the one
Just like you, i won't admit that we agreed having a son
We're on the same terms talking, and admitting we had eachother
The only one who can still see it is your cute little brother
See truth is... What? You really thought I'd say I miss you?

Baby you GOTTA stop trying. You GOTTA stop runnin'
because if i could stop my tears from runnin' then you could end all of this frontin'.
Be true to your girl. stop playing with her mind
im telling you this cuz i was one of yours that you could- seek out and find
it really sucked to be the one that always gets hurt in the end
But Truth is.. what? you really think i'd say i miss you?

Up til now i've been strong not a single tear leaked
even if i knew in a crowd it was me you would seek
I would've stood by your side, i would've made you feel better
I could've sported your tshirt your hat or your sweater
And truth is... what? you really thought i'd say i miss you?

Today Im back to Independent and now it's safe to say
That word on the street is all the boys macking Rae..
The street don't say, but the street always know
that him and her will come back and grow
But Rae knows better, I know better to never ever take you back
She's sick of this shit, I'm sick of this shit it's a memory i lack
Because truth is ...i wouldn't want to miss you.

Ring the Alarm_*

If it were us against the world i know that you would bail
If I were a boy, i know i wouldn't fail

If i had One Wish it'd be that you become a better guy
Not one that plays with girls and then decides to Fly

There was a point in life where i could see us last Forever
And I used to tell the world aloud that We Belong Together

But now the world is laughing, because they saw me Cry
I never thought i'd live to say The Pimp in me just died

I feel like yelling out that there's Something you forgot
But you're just playing with the girls telling your boys The Block is Hot

I remember when you would say that my Tshirt fit you well
And now i just hear the same words spoken by Shontelle

Certains things a girl would miss like when you would Phone Home
Or the simple trips you promised to Paris Tokyo & Rome

Maybe you can't show it, but i can see your Love Lockdown
Not only do i want you Outta my system, but i want you outta town.

But i see Behind Those Hazel Eyes and i know that there is fear
Because you see me in the Spotlight whenever he is near.

You can say that what you have is like a Brand New nike shoe
But Imma tell you baby boy, you are just being Chopped & Screwed...



Signed, Miss Independent

Micheal

I feel so smart & talented when i share my facts with Michael.

I really wish someday that we could ride a motorcycle.

My hair would quiver in the wind and my seatbelt tightened down.

We'd ride into the sunset and cross over our little town

On the way i'd tell him fables and the stories of my past

Because i know that he would listen, and i know i'd make him laugh.

We'd stop by a little shack and get a bite to eat

and then we'd get thrown out because Mikey was bouncing on the seat.

He also insulted the cook because he made his french fries touch

The cook got mad and yellled at him and said he didnt give a fuck.

Big Mike got scared cuz the chef was black as night

So we ran out of the bar, hopped on the bike and out of sight.

GP

See there's this guy i hate, and he goes by Don Gp
He thinks that he's histerical when he imitates Jet Lee
He wishes to be powerful and succesful just like me,
but the only problem is that i'll be living across the sea :)

All his boys will tease him cause' he'll always sucha spazz
and maybe for the fact that his favourite music's jazz.
They say that hes a monkey, but i say that he's a pig.
And when he's old and grey, Don GianPiero will wear a wig :)

He likes to mess with me, and therefore he loves the money
he comes up to my locker, calls me baby calls me honey.
He should know that when he's with me that my day is always sunny:)
and he loves me like a little girl loves the easter bunny:)

But he's really quite annoying, this little boy i know.
Someday im sure he's gonna have his own pornographic show
or maybe he'll stay a virgin until he fucks a guy named moe,
but by then he'll be too drunk and be pissing in the snow.

Sometimes he thinks he's stupid, but i think he's rather smart.
the only problem is he sucks when he does art.
he's the type that'd ride around the store in a stroller or a cart
but i'm glad that i can stop him before he even starts:)

I really must say, that i hate you more than ever.
you're always so annoying MY GOD you promised me forever?!
That means I'll hear your screams and laughs aslong as we're together?
oh well :) i guess it'll keep me company through all the stormy weather :) <3

No Title

It's a new era baby, it's my time to shine
I don't need you anymore, this here's my stop sign.
I can't love you no more, it's been way too much time
And i'm not any type to be standing in line.

My place is above any, i don't have a category
I stand by myself, all alone and forgot you like Dory.
I don't need you to beg, cry your tears, say you're sorry,
because you'd look like a fag on the show they call Maury.

You can play all your games, you can make me look whipped
you can take out the bullet in my heart that you clipped
Cuz i'm done with you lies, and your love that i sipped,
Even if your love is so hard to admit.

I am not just some girl you can show to your boys
and i don't wanna be in ur collection of toys
cuz your shelf's getting cluttered, there's way too much noise
you were setting off my life, not makin it poised.

The term "us" i can't grasp, cuz it makes me feel dead
it makes me regret all the things that i said.
i used to think maybe we'd grow up and soon wed
but I did live my life, and forgot you instead.

There's no doubt that i could still catch your eye,
You still look at me as if I don't know your lies.
You're just waiting for me to break down and cry,
But I'm sorry young boy- you are just not that fly.

I love you my dear, and it's a shame you can't see
but i can't love you no more because of what you did to me.
if i go back, im stupid and most people agree
What you did overpowered what you've done for me.