Listening to: Enya-may it be.
Feeling: positively okay
Thoughts: so I over-reacted and my bread tastes ick.
memory: the dream. If I tell it all it wont come true.
music:Jewel!
wants: To sing with Katie and blow bubbles with Kaylee and to talk to Aubree.
art: Nevernever Land "to die would be a grand adventure"
in the end : I'll leave this place full.
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"I will get down on my knees and I will pray..."
I feel free and full.
"I am never broken"
I love my house sometimes too.
I can sing and they all know it's normal. They don't scream to tell me to shut up. they laugh when I spin around and fall.
like the one time I was writing a new ice skating routine and I was going in for a big jump but I slipped and fell on my back.
I laughed pretty hard!
I wish I could write like Jewel.
but, god didnt bless me with that talent. So I just have to copy her words on this diary and give her all the credit.
Hands
Jewel
If I could tell the world just one thing
it would be that we're all o.k.
And not to worry
cause worry is wasteful
And unless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I wont be idled with dispair
I will gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
but it didn't steel your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
but i knew it wasnt ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
for someone must stand up for what's right
cause where there's a man who has no voice
there our's shall go singing
My hands are small, i know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
My hands are small, i know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
God's hands
God's hands
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