Your life changes. Everything has to be done perfectly, and I didn't follow that. I lived my life as if I wasn't in the public eye. I thought, 'I'm young. I have the right to experience new things, and if I want to go to a bar and get drunk, that's my prerogative.'
quote by Shannen Doherty
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My Prerogative
Britney Spears - My Prerogative Lyrics
SPOKEN:
People can take everything away from you
But they can never take away your truth
But the question is..
Can you handle mine?
They say I'm crazy
I really don't care
That's my prerogative
They say I'm nasty
But I don't give a damn
Getting boys is how I live
Some ask me questions
Why am I so real?
But they don't understand me
I really don't know the deal
About my sister
Trying hard to make it right
Not long ago before I won this fight
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own descisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
[It's my prerogative]
Its the way that I wanna live
[It's my prerogative]
They can't tell me what to do...
Don't get me wrong
I'm really not souped
Ego trips is not my thing
All these strange relationships
It really gets me down
I see nothing wrong
Spreading Myself Around
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own descisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own descisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
Its the way that I wanna live
[It's my prerogative]
They can't tell me what to do...
Why can't I live my life?
Without all of the things that people say?
Ohh...
[Shout]
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own descisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
(They Say I'm crazy) Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
(they say I'm nasty)I don't need permission
Make my own descisions
(ahhh)That's my prerogative
[That's my prerogative]
song performed by by Britney Spears
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One Hit Wonderful
Fourteen minutes and fifty-nine seconds into our fifteen minutes of fame
When the luck runs out, I won't wonder who's to blame
Because nobody said they had a guaranteed way
to win the hearts of the public who are easily swayed
And just this time last year, I thought we had it made
We were One Hit Wonderful
Livin' the life, playin' the role
We were One Hit Wonderful
Well, it can't last long
They don't love you
They just love that one song
Well, things don't last long in life; that's how it goes
They'll smile and applaud, then turn up their nose
Things will shrink as quickly as they've grown
But it's perfectly normal for us to ask why
The company wasn't untrue, they just didn't try
And a new career is born. It will eventually die
We were One Hit Wonderful
Livin' the life, playin' the role
We were One Hit Wonderful
Well, it can't last long
They don't love you
They just love that one song
That one song...
That one song
So many lovely melodies
So many messages to convey
But they don't care about any of these
"Play that one damn song!" is what they say
We were One Hit Wonderful
Livin' the life, playin' the role
We were One Hit Wonderful
Well, it can't last long
They don't love you
Oh, no!
We were One Hit Wonderful
Livin' the life, playin' the role
We were One Hit Wonderful
Well, it can't last long
They don't love you
They just love that one song
song performed by by Reel Big Fish
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A Refusal to Conform
I'm so tired of being sensible,
Tired of being wise,
All of the things I should do,
It's lies, lies, lies!
I want to get drunk instead,
I want to get right out of my head,
All of the things you told me to do,
All the ways I could have pleased you,
It's lies, lies, lies!
It comes as no surprise
That getting drunk is the only way out,
Let me stand on the rooftops and shout
'Lies, lies, lies! '
You'd have liked me to be a good boy,
Someone your colleagues could employ,
Someone who fitted in,
Who didn't have the courage to sin,
Someone to make you proud,
Someone who didn't shout out loud
'It's lies, lies, lies! '
I wasn't prepared to say yes to you,
I wasn't prepared to do what you do,
Go to hell, old father,
It's lies, lies, lies,
And that is the way a hero dies!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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I Was Young
i was young,
i didn't know any better,
i've thought the only way out,
was to take my life,
it wasn't getting any better,
people don't understand,
what i have to put up with,
but, in the end i've realize,
suicide is never the answer,
no matter how bad you want to,
so many people will miss you,
would you want that?
everybody hurt because you're gone,
mad because you left without a good-bye,
but, what can i say,
i didn't know before,
what i know now.
Copyright © 2009
4-9-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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I definitely lived my life like I wasn't in the public eye.
quote by Shannen Doherty
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You will think I'm selfish
You will think I'm selfish and a coward too.
This I can understand.
But it's not quite so true.
For choosing to take my life wasn't easy.
It's one of the hardest things I've ever done.
In the mornings sun I will have gone.
I didn't want to leave my family.
And this is what made it that bit harder.
But in the end I couldn't see another way.
I thought it would be best this way.
Life wasn't easy for me.
I felt like an outsider all the time.
Like I didnt belong.
I had struggled far to long.
I took my life with the nights last dong.
Some day I hope you'll forgive me.
But untill we meet again I'm truly sory.
You'll think I'm selfish
but I understand.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Sonnet: No Man is perfect
Most men on earth do things as per their wish;
Only a few think well before they act;
Most minds are egoistic and selfish;
Advice if free has takers few- a fact.
By trial/ error, each one spends his life;
Things may go wrong and you never know why;
Both haves and have-nots get problems and strife;
No man is sure when he would surely die.
Man wonders if when life’s each stage is past,
Could he have lived in better ways and did,
Some things in prudent manner or too fast?
Some problems of his life, could he have rid?
No man can perfectly perform all things,
Nor can he solve all queries that life brings.
7-13-2001
poem by John Celes
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So Much Life Longing For More Life
SO MUCH LIFE LONGING FOR MORE LIFE
So much life longing for more life
Wanting to live so much
To feel to experience to know to enjoy to love.
So much life
Others have lived
So much life
I would have lived.
And the life I have lived?
More than I can know or understand
So much of it gone forever.
And all the longing and all the memories
And all the love,
Where is it now?
I have lived so much
And never lived enough
And want to live too much more
And know I will never live enough
And know I have lived so much much more
Than I will ever know again.
Life and more life,
Longing and more longing,
Life- Please God-
Not Death.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Pure
Don't you bring me down
Kick me when I'm down
Put me away again
Every now and then
Your bottle spinning my fate
As I hold my breath
And so you don't want any part of this now
Where did it go so wrong
I guess I'm finally finding out
It's got me tripping now
The little things, everywhere I go
It's such a shame
Why you held on, so long
Why don't you confuse me a little more?
Confuse me
And I never thought that you
Who would believe that I wasn't good enough?
Those things I never thought you'd do
You got the best of me
You got the best of me when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know, this will be the last time
You've got me running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I'm down, all the way down
Put me away again
Every now and then
Your bottle spinning my fate
While I hold my breath
Don't sweat the lies that you say I control
Confuse me a little more
[Confuse me]
And I never thought that you
Who would believe that I wasn't good enough?
Those things I never thought you'd do
You got the best of me
You and all your secrets don't need me
You got the best of me when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know this will be the last time
You've got me, running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I'm down
So when you say you've let me go, let me go
'Cause you didn't care about this, sorry you
I guess you'll be alright
Now that you've got things to go your way
How could you be like this?
This is the last time but you don't hear me though
You got the best of me, when you said you didn't love me anymore
And I know, this will be the last time
You've got me running in circles like a freak
So why don't you try to, kick me when I'm down
I don't understand the way
That you're thinking, thinking, thinking, Andrea
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Confuse me a little more
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
Who could believe that I wasn't good enough?
song performed by by Orgy
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I Hate Eating Alone In Public
I sat alone to eat at a restaurant today
For the first time in public today
I gotta say I hate eating alone
I used to ask total strangers to eat with me
And I would tell them that I would pay
So they would eat with me
This one guy must of thought I liked him
And that wasn't the case
I just wanted someone to eat with me
He gave me compliments
We had a great conversation
It was fun eating with him
Than I realized
He thought we were on a date
When he said
I never had a girl ask me out
But I didn't have the heart to tell him
I only asked him out to eat
Because I didn't want to eat alone in public
He asked for my number
So I gave him my number
But I never called him back
And if that had been a date
I would of called him back
But it wasn't a date
Now I'm sitting in a restaurant eating alone
And having all these people stare at me
And it make it worse they're all here with a date
And I'm eating here alone
I'm Sorry Mom
I’m sorry mom for the things I put you through
I’m sorry mom for not doing the things you wanted me to do
I’m sorry mom for leaving you so soon
I’m sorry mom for that call you got that afternoon
Leaving you was the last thought on mind
Just like so many I guess it was just my time
I thought about you the last minutes of my life
I thought about my son and I even thought about my wife
But momma I can imagine how this must be for you
Because I see you when you are alone
When nobody else do
I don’t want you to feel so much pain
There’s really no one to blame
Tell dad to stop grieving
I see his pain as well
I almost didn’t make it
Yall know the life I live
But I had a second chance
And the Lord heard my prayer
My life wasn’t taking instance
I had time to repent
I ask the lord to wash my sins
And show me a better way
He opens up new doors for me
And here is where I stay
So tell everyone who doubted me
I made it anyway
I’m sorry mom for leaving you, without saying goodbye
I’m sorry mom for hurting you, I still see you cry
I’m sorry mom, but be happy for I got my wings its true
Something no one thought Mousey will ever do,
So the next time I see you crying it’s my wing that will be holding you
I’m so sorry mom, and I will always, always love you.
poem by Zonda Davis
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Tale Of Woe
Hey Mom;
I took your advice
And I didn’t even drink a drop
But my friends are too drunk to know
So I took responsibility, and I drove that group home,
But Mom, someone didn’t listen to your words of wisdom
And that driver hit the car head on.
Now I’m lying in the street
In an pool of my own blood
Mom I need you; Mom I want you; Mom can you help?
The pain is just so agonizing
Do you think doctors can save me?
Oh Mom, please don’t let me die
I’m too young to never see the light of day again,
I’ve always dreaded my day of death
And now Mom I lay here in my tomb
Just like a baby in the mother’s womb.
I can feel the tears of many, hit the floor.
But Mom that drunken man is still alive,
So how come he is and not I?
He didn’t even bother to shed a single tear;
And Mom I never really got the chance to express it,
I really do regret, but I really do love you.
And now that I’m laid to rest,
Tell everyone to live their best,
Because life’s too short, take that from me
I was hit by a car,
Because a drunk man left the bar,
And even though I didn’t drink a drop,
I’m the one dead, not him.
So now I say goodbye to the ones I love, and the ones I never knew
And my life was just the tale of Juliet, and her beloved Romeo
Because it ends in tragic woe.
poem by Nikita Poffley
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While I Wasn't Looking
*About New York City Landords
While I wasn't looking
They took my home away
They said it was theirs
Because they had more money
And they could make more money
It wasn't mine just because I lived there all my life
Just because my dad paid for it when I was young
And my mom paid for it when I was young
Just because I had paid for it for an adult third of my life
How could it be mine
If they had more money
So they took my home away
Because they could
July 4,2007
poem by Marjorie DeBol DeFazio
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All I Wanted Was to Make YOU Proud
This fire in my blood
This fire in my eyes
The fire that come shooting,
right out of my damned mouth.
This fire of the rage!
This fire of the pain.
This fire of the anger,
that is burning in my head
I feel all the hatred
I feel so damn used
Walked through streets so flooded,
to get a glimpse of you
I got nothing of you
I didn't even get a look
The closest i was to you,
was the radiation from my phone
I don't know what i was doing
I wasn't thinking straight
Just thought that you'd be happy
If i was really there
I thought that you'd be angered
And would say i didn't care
I risked my life!
I risked my health.
My family was in second place
You were first through my mind
You were my main concern
To make you happy was my wish..
It didn't come true
I feel crushed and devastated
I guess hard enough, i didn't try
It's my fault your ankles broken,
When the sirens sound, I start to cry
Did you want to see me?
Do you really care?
What if i'd been stolen?
What if i'd been raped?
Well, it would of been
all of my damned fault
I shouldn't take a risk
For things that don't matter
I took a risk for you
My life was on the line
I didn't even think it twice
About me, i didn't give a damn
All i wanted was to see you
I wanted to know you were alright
I wanted to make you happy
I wanted to make you proud
That you knew you had a girlfriend that was there,
no matter what
But apparently i wasn't there
I guess i wasn't at all
So maybe you want better
Someone that's truly there
No matter what...
I'm not good enough now
And maybe i deserved to be drenched.
Maybe i deserved to shed every tear that i shed
Maybe i deserved the cuts on my hands
Maybe i deserved it
Maybe I'm a waste
And at the end of it all,
who am I to blame? ..
No one but myself..
poem by Evelyn Castillo
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I've Lived My Life
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
I left the country for the city thought I was smart but I was silly
I should have known I'd get in trouble being so green
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
I met a boy and learned to love him I would have done anything for him
I've loved him more than anything I've ever seen
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
Only eighteen but it's all over I ruined my life to please my lover
I made him happy he made me cry then said goodbye
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
Only eighteen but it's all over...
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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It was a beautiful experience for her, the experience that she had that she confesses. It wasn't dirty and it wasn't horrible and wasn't shattering. It was a wonderful, liberating experience.
quote by Andrew McCarthy
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Beauty In Your Body, Or Happy In Your Soul?
Staying young and looking young,
Is not always a boon,
Life is going, it is true,
But we grow in spirit with it too.
Our soul will always live,
Being young forever,
Body is only a soul transporter,
To experience life on Planet.
Is it matter hair is grey, or colored
When you experience it all,
What is the meaning of your life,
Beauty in your body or happy in your soul?
poem by Cristina Teodor
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We All Come To Experience 'Our' Truths
We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
Or see as they sit to observe life pass by,
From a closed window and behind locked doors.
We all experience our own sorrows...
With burdens to bear and struggles to conquer.
And yet there will be some among the 'doubters'...
Who believe nothing happens to anyone but themselves.
And when they experience a pinch of pain to feel,
It becomes worthy of a news broadcast...
To appeal with the getting of attention on their griefs.
We all come to experience 'our' truths.
We all come to experience,
Realities lived others may not accept.
Or come to believe,
If they are not there to witness.
And yet...
Highlighted are the most ridiculous afflictions,
Repeatedly for all to witness close up on TV sets.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Alone
How does one justify a life lived alone
How does one love if they have never been shown
A life lived alone is a life lived in vain
A life lived alone has very little to gain
Why would anyone choose to live this way
Why would anyone choose to be alone everyday
Is it living alone a shy reality to blame
Is it living alone yet another of societys shame
I stand here alone with a tear in my eye
I stand here alone and wish to understand why.
'closing thought'
A singles life can have its moments of pleasure
But a family life is filled with memories to treasure
poem by Gordon Jerome
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For My Foster Sister (about growing up with mom drunk)
We used to run through the sprinkler
we double jumped & skipped rope
we danced along to the radio
our lives were filled with hope
then something made her dad leave
and soon her mom was always drunk
she didn't have clean clothes to wear
she often felt like a dirty punk
she didn't have anyone to talk to
and the shades were always pulled tight
her mom didn't want any noise
and hated when she turned on the light
she no longer made her lunch
and asleep when she came home
she wore a ratty bathrobe
and never used a comb
it's a good thing the house was paid for
so she never had to sleep in the street
but if she didn't cash in coke bottles
she would never have anything to eat
nobody ever called the cops
they lived out towards the woods
she learned how to steal real well
and that's how she brought home goods
Mom used her welfare money
to buy her favorite drink
she ate all her leftovers
and put dishes in the sink
She didn't want a foster family
but was too scared not to tell
the day she found her on the floor
she told me her mom wasn't well
But instead of speaking out
She left home that day
she slept under the railway pass
got to school, ran all the way
We don't know who called the cops
but they cornered her in the hall
took her to the counselors office
where she stood against the wall
They told her - she had to move
in with a foster family
She didn't want to leave her mom
but is how it was to be
She cried at the funeral
for a mom who wasn't there
and moved around a lot after that
her mom's death too much to bear
She graduated college
just the other day
that foster family that took her in
we helped her make her own way
She never thought she'd love again
after her mom was gone
but we've learned a lot since then
and we know her mom was wrong
When her dad left he took her pride
and she lost all control
she couldn't raise her by herself
with booze she drowned her soul
We've been to her grave
and planted a flower cover
cause even though she was a drunk
she still her mother
poem by Linda Racaniello
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