Look OK mask

On the outside I look just fine.
I wear a mask that looks alright.
Behind that face that looks so great,
Is a face submissive to it's fate.

Before my eyes I wear a mask.
I won't tell you, 'cause you don't ask.
Here's the thing I won't say:
I live in fear like this every day.

So much emotion of the soul,
The tears of the pain not shown.
Confusion blocking the way to go,
Sadness inside, how could you know?

I wait for moments to shed the mask,
Alone in silence to confront the task.
When it comes off, it hits the ground,
And I'm afraid it's much too loud.

Someone might hear it hit the ground,
And they will run to see the sound.
And I will simply make one more,
That eventually will strike the floor;

And one will hear the sound it makes,
And I will protect me by being fake.
And soon I will create so many masks,
That eventually I am sure to crack.

To Change the World

Look there,
Someone is aching.
Longing for hope,
To the point of shaking.
Now here,
Someone craving truth,
Who can save them?
Is it the youth?

This is the world we live in.
This is the world we’re left to change.
The power is in our grasp,
Our ability within range.

This is the world we live in.
This is the world left for youth.
The power is in our grasp,
Our valiance in truth.

To change the world is not to move it,
But to change the eyes through which one views it,
I think the measure of a man,
Is not of his stature but his willingness to stand.
So I will change the world one view at a time
And I hope in the end you’ll find
That the world has been moved.

We are the chosen generation.
We are the chosen few.
Where is the determination?
Where is the unique view?

How can we strive to change it,
By simply watching it pass?
We must get up to change it,
Not watch the hour glass.

The time won't give up,
And our hours are but few,
Will we rise to the challenge?
Or bask in the wondrous view?

The youth hold the power,
We must stand with the right,
We've been given the weapons,
To go on and to fight.

Let's first change the world, not move it,
And change the eyes through which all view it,
Until the measure of each man,
Is not of his stature but his willingness to stand.
Help us change the world one view at a time
And we hope in the end you’ll find
That the world has been moved.

- Sera Johnson © 2005

I hate the internet

I have a confession. I am not very fond of the internet. In fact, I pretty much dislike the internet. No, I Frankly HATE it. Strong choice of words huh? But let me explain this loathing hate for the internet that I posess. Ok, first off, lets start simple.
1. I hate the internet because the search engines have so many lies on them, it is hard to find truth on the internet anymore. A whole bunch of people have access to the internet and can say what ever they want and post it as truth. Un-justified and blantent lies.

2. The second reason I hate the internet is because of all the selfish people who take advantage of other people. They scam, they con they are just plain cruel.

3. The next reason I hate the internet is because of junk-mail. Junk-mail is spam from very annoying people saying such things as "DatePeopleAroundYou" and things that I don't need the internet to tell me to do. I hate it.

4. And the fourth reason the internet is so repulsive is because of the porn. Yes, there, that word. The body is so abused and so wrecklessly exposed that even when one careful as I am, am bombarded with the devilish material. It is so sad, most of all that those who post pictures of themselves on the internet would do such a thing. They feel no discomfort in showing their bodies. What a sad sad day this is. Our society will crumble and decay if we allow it to stay with way. It will crumble before our eyes and we will wonder what caused it. I tell you the pronographic images will kill the senses and dull the mind until only those who fight against this great curse will stand. This is not a fickle matter. This is a concept lying on the edge of the pit that we must fall into or build a bridge to cross. Porn is something that diseases the soul which is worse than diseasing the body because the soul will live on into the spirit world and if it is diseased by pornography it will suffer eternally.

That is why I hate the internet with a passion, because porn is availible to all and unexpectedly and it diseases the soul. it is an epidemic that Must be stopped.

Grad!!

Choosing grad dresses is hard!! Dude, and to find one that has sleeves is near impossible. SO here are my choices (creations)thus far:

Taking a look around
(And the rain falls)
I see water on the ground
(And my spirit calls)

In the rain I sing
(See the rain fall)
Without a care of anything
(See my spirit call)

Soaring above pain
(Rain splashes on my face)
As a child free again
(My spirit loves this place)

Taking a look around
(As the rain falls)
Puddles on the ground
(And my spirit calls)

But finally it drops
(And the rain stills)
The rain finally stops
(And my skin chills)

I look around again
(No more rain here)
Free now of the pain
(There's no more fear)

Once again now sad
(I watch the rain fall)
Witness to rain I'm glad
(I hear my spirit call)

I leave the dry
(I feel the rain)
Now I can cry
(Sad leaves again)

Within the precious rain
(Can't see tears while wet)
A healing power for pain
(It helps us to forget)

Great feelings

I haven't written in a while. A lot of feelings have been mixed up lately and I felt so alone this past week. Only today and yesterday have been better. I had been really depressed, (I am good at getting myself depressed... jeez, I just think of everything that has sucked lately and there you go. I'm depressed.) but not today because I have found a cure. It's not to think "Oh I'm better than all the people around me" but it is to think, "Some day I'll be a leader, and who knows who I'll lead. Right now some one may look up to me so I better fill the role." And then BAM! I feel better. I feel like "I'm going to be great one day, so right now I'm going to be the best I can."

It's a great feeling.

Morning of the 15th

You know what? Most people hit the 'snooze' button, right? hehe... And to think what I do...

Ok, picture this if you can;
I'm sleeping in bed and my alarm goes off at 6:14am. I get up, walk over the the other side of the room where my alarm rests on my dresser, and turn it off. I then go back to bed.

At 6:20am, my second alarm goes off, so I get up, and completely aware of my surroundings, I set my alarm to 6:25am. Then I go back to bed to pick up on my dream deprivation.

I then get back up at the appointed 6:25am and again set my alarm to a different time. I set it to 6:30am instead.

At 6:30am, I get up, turn off my alarm and turn on the light because I know that I can't sleep in any longer than 6:30am or my schedule is thrown off.
What a way to get up hey?

I don't hit the snooze. ;)

Hahaha!!

I am really excited. I actually cleaned my room. I know, I know, it's not all that exciting. But it excites me! I can WALK on my floor instead of side-stepping around the edges. It's great. I really should have taken before and after pictures but I am not done yet, and well... I didn't take before pictures so it is basically impossible unless I want to re-mess my room.