Know that you're that one for me.

There’s always one person

In every person’s life

That changes every aspect of them

Yes, I’m talking ‘bout my wife

She’s like the last chip in the bag

Like her stride, I can’t get enough

She got everything I need

My baby girl got all the right stuff

Every time you smile, I can feel my heart beat faster

Baby when you cry, inside me it’s a disaster

Every time I hold you’re hand my body gets a little warmer

Baby when you look at me I become your own performer

You are my ring master

I am just the clown

My job is to make you happy

When I see you frown

I’ve been thinking lately

About what you mean to me

The only words that come to mind

Are “baby let’s get married?”

Don’t worry I’m not in a rush,

I know that you were sent from heaven

God’s been good to me I was blessed

On twelve twenty eight oh seven

His Mask

The mask fell into his hands
This revealing mask
This handcrafted satisfying wounding mask
The wounds run deep
Passed his veins, Into his soul
Into the one place very few know
His mask looks stylish
His mask feels comfortable
His mask is always on him
He wishes he can look in the mirror and see himself
But he only sees the mask
He even lies to himself

Why doesn’t he just take it off?
Show them, who he truly is
But the mask has a firm grip on this kid
The disguise grasps at every inch it can hold on to
He wants to show the world who he is
Not the one with a disguise
Made of gold chains
Baggy pants a backpack and converse
He slapped some paint on the mask
And scribbled “Cali” on the front
His mask is his best friend
His phony fake friend
His supposed-to-be true friends, fronted
And helped him build his mask, his friends are gone
His friends were phony fake friends,
Feeding from the attention the mask brought
The mask is the attention
The attention is his addiction
The attention and the mask are phony fake friends

Who is he?
Read the mask, that’s who he is
Forget about what he was,
The things he used to be so proud of
Forget it all, he turned his broad shoulders
Away from his past
His words hurt others the way he was hurt
He says everything is fine and lies, and lies.
He can’t take the lies,
He sees through indulged starving eyes
He’s a counterfeit bill
Just like the rest out there
Begging to be exposed
Traded in for something real,
Maybe now, he’ll take off his mask

by: "Cali" lopez

for ENG3D1

Oct. 6. 09

HEY DOOODS.

NATALIE AND CALI ARE STUCK IN A GROUPP !
w. sargan and whats his name :
lmfaooo
WTF this sucks but what ever.
we'll make it live.
and natalie is making
her blog.
ohh yeaaaaa. :)