The balloons fell down and they filled her with glee.

I've done it, she thought, this is victory.

I can make this country a better place,

Now that I've won this long, bitter race.

She at once thought of ways to bring the nation together,

and all of the battles she would have to weather.

She knew she was strong and fearless, too.

She had hopes and dreams of what she would do.

She would keep our nation at the top of the world,

and provide inspiration to many a girl.

She wanted healthcare and freedom for all of the people,

and ensure that the sexes and races would be equal.

Alas, we all know this was not meant to be,

And our great nation is a sad mockery.

We should still work togther and heal this divide,

So that again all our cititzens can be filled with pride.

Why isn't he here?

Is he out with her?

Will she make it home safe,

if the rain starts to occur?

What if I don't get that job?

But then again what if I do?

So many things to think about

and I haven't got a clue.

Why do I keep gaining weight?

And what if I start to lose?

I'll call the doctor in the morning

But how will I pay the dues?

Round and round like a circle in my head,

All these useless thoughts that bring the fear and dread.

What happens almost every time

is that I start to see...

That all this extra worry is my worst enemy.

The moment that I realize this is when I start to feel,

That all my chances for success can be just as real.

Her beauty is forever,

forever and a day.

At least we hope it lasts forever

and that it stays that way.

The earth breathes in blue and she breathes out green.

The green mist that gives us life and all that we have seen.

Our lives are bound togther, mother earth and her human son.

Her beauty all around us now but it is promised to no one.

Unless we lift ourselves out of what we have become,

The green green grass of mother earth may not be there for some.

Power, greed

It's money I need.

Give me, get me

They always let me,

Get away with what I want.

More and more,

It's never enough.

I eat and I drink and I sup

from the trough.

That the slaves fill up.

Crushing people as I go.

Never do I let them grow,

or flow or

know.

My wicked laughter is all that they hear

As I fill their ears and their minds with fear.

Keep them scared and keep them crying.

All they can believe is my lying.

Until their suffering is too much to bear

and they scream and they cry and then maybe,

just maybe,

they start to

care.

She didn't look evil. She looked sorta sexy. But she was. Evil, I mean. She lured men into her trap and didn't let go until something died. Be it their soul or their marriage or their self respect. She was deadly in that way.

She sat at the bar at Ninth and Third and she waited. A vulnerable look that she had practiced for years. It would always lure someone. Tonight she lured him.

He was out for his bachelor party and it was late. Long after the strippers left the private party room up the road and the night was winding down. He was surprising sober having drank himself straight. When he saw her, he became another kind of drunk altogether. Her shirt was hanging off her shoulder leaving it bare. Her mascara was thick and black and her honey hair was tangled.

As he walked in and spotted her, he made a beeline straight toward her and though his drunken buddies tried to hold him back, their drunken fingers barely grazed him.

He approached and squeezed in between her and the bar. Impulsively, he pulled her head toward his mouth and kissed her hungrily. It wasn't long before they left together.

The next morning the church bells rang and he was nowhere near them. He was still at the hotel room downtown. Sick and stupid with guilt. Knowing her could never keep his promise now even though the temptress was long gone. The game was over and he had lost.

When you forget,

what you are doing,

in the midst of it all.

When your work feels like nothing,

No effort at all.

You lose yourself entirely

and the hours fly by.

Because you are happy,

you don't ask why.

You just go with the rhythm,

of life's awesome beat.

You can feel it run through you

and it just feels so sweet.

This is what happiness is,

Not something to seek.

But something that slips in

when you are just at that peak.

Why didn't you tell me?

About your pain and your sorrow?

I might have helped you see tomorrow.

Instead you left me in the dark, by myself.

And wondering how I could have possibly helped.

But when the cross is too heavy, too heavy to bear.

I guess that kind of pain is too hard to share.

You're now gone forever and I feel betrayed.

You took my life too, on that lonesome day.

Lizzie Potts, let's make this quick

Lizzie Potts, you make me sick.

Lizzie Potts, your heart is black

Lizzie Potts, this is a fact.

Lizzie Potts, think you're the queen?

Lizzie Potts, you are too mean.

Lizzie Potts, you think you're smart?

Lizzie Potts, you have no heart

Lizzie Potts, you were the one.

Lizzie Potts, now I'm done

Lizzie Potts, I hope I'm clear.

Lizzie Potts, get out of here.