I dream about the future, I dwell about my past
Sitting by myself wondering how long these dreams will last

But My dreams are my dreams, no one can take them from me
I've often dreamed about what I want and what I want to be

I dreamed about that special someone, I dreamed about love
I've often dreamed about that while watching the stars above

I've dreamed about Happiness, and I wished for the best
I'm always dreaming about that, while I'm having a good-nights rest

And I dream about what I want to do and about the person I want to be
I totally understand and know that i deserve what's best for me

If you want the best, you know what to do
Just keep on dreaming because dreams do come true

What You think We Should Practice!!

I remember a type of quote people used to say

But I never really understood it 'til today

Life will only get harder from here

 I think about that almost every time I shed a tear

Sometimes I sit and stare I think and hope that life would be fair

 You never really know which road to choose It seems which ever way you go,

your bound to lose

Why does it seem I can't smile like before?

As if the joyous part of me walked right out the door

I never show my true feelings which is why I'm writing this poem

 I guess my feelings are personal to me and I'm too embarrassed to show 'em

Nobody seems to get it They just have no clue

 I get a funny feeling, it comes from deep inside.

 I get all mad and angry, wanting to go and hide.

My doctor calls it depression, my Family says It's just me.

 But the thoughts and feelings, no one will ever be able to see.

Some say I'm psycho, some say I'm just weird.

It's like I'm a different person, and the old me just disappeared.

I get really edgy, I Shake Real Bad.... Then I get a headache,

followed by feeling sad. I wish I could get help,

 Iwish it would go away.

Maybe if I keep praying real hard, it will some day.

The voice that's been silent all these years thinks deep thoughts but,

I thought I destroyed every memory I had. They were lost long ago,

but they're all coming back. Get rid of the depression that has a hold

 Don't let it sink far enough in For if you do you will not win

Don't let it touch your precious life Or your family, f

riends and loved one

Don't let it drag you way down low

Get the sun's warmth to let it go Fight the fight And you will win

You will beat The depression sneaking in Sleepless nights,

dreadful dreams, are haunting me.

Panic and rage Runs through my body The devil is trying to get in.

Day after day I fight off the urges

That would be so satisfying A battle rages Deep within my soul It's all I can do to hold on.

Hope is my weapon,

faith gives me peace of mind,

WHEN GIRLS DRINK TOO MUCH............

1. WE HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHERE OUR PURSE IS.

2. WE BELIEVE THAT DANCING WITH OUR ARMS OVERHEAD AND WIGGLING OUR BUTT WHILE YELLING "WOO-HOO!" IS TRULY THE SEXIEST DANCE MOVE AROUND.

3. WE'VE SUDDENLY DECIDED THAT WE WANT TO KICK SOMEONE'S BUTT AND HONESTLY BELIEVE WE COULD DO IT TOO.

4. IN OUR LAST TRIP TO PEE, WE REALIZE THAT WE NOW LOOKMORE LIKE A HOMELESS HOOKER THAN THE GODDESSES WE WERE JUST FOUR HOURS AGO.

5. WE START CRYING AND TELLING EVERYONE WE SEE THAT WE LOVE THEM SOOOOO MUCH.

6. WE GET EXTREMELY EXCITED AND JUMP UP AND DOWN EVERY TIME A NEW SONG PLAY'S BECAUSE "OH MY GOD! I LOVE THIS SONG!"

7. WE'VE FOUND A DEEPER/SPIRITUAL SIDE TO THE GEEK SITTING NEXT TO US.

8. WE'VE SUDDENLY TAKEN UP SMOKING AND BECOME REALLY GOOD AT IT.

9. WE YELL AT THE BARTENDER, WHO WE BELIEVE CHEATED US BY GIVING US JUST LEMONADE, BUT THAT'S JUST BECAUSE WE CAN NO LONGER TASTE THE VODKA.

10. WE THINK WE ARE IN BED, BUT OUR PILLOW FEELS STRANGELY LIKE THE KITCHEN FLOOR (or the mop?)

11. WE FAIL TO NOTICE THAT THE TOILET LID'S DOWN WHEN WE SIT ON IT.

12. WE TAKE OUR SHOES OFF BECAUSE WE BELIEVE IT'S THEIR FAULT THAT WE'RE HAVING PROBLEMS WALKING STRAIGHT.

SEND THIS ALONG TO ALL THE GIRLS YOU KNOW WHO LIKE TO HAVE FUN. MAKE THEM LAUGH AT THEMSELVES LIKE YOU PROBABLY DID....SADLY, MANY ARE TRUE!

And Remember...
"A clean house is the sign of a wasted life