this song describes how i feel.



Fight the fight alone
When the world is full of victims
Dims a fading light
In our souls

Leave the peace alone
How we all are slowly changing
Dims a fading light
In our souls

In my opinion seeing is to know
The things we hold
Are always first to go
And who's to say
We won't end up alone

[CHORUS]

On broken wings I'm falling
And it won't be long
The skin on me is burning
By the fires of the sun
On skinned knees
I'm bleeding
And it won't be long
I've got to find that meaning
And I'll search for so long

Cry ourselves to sleep
We will sleep alone forever
Will you lay me down
In the same place with all I love

Mend the broken homes
Care for them they are our brothers
Save the fading light in our souls

In my opinion seeing is to know
What you give
Will always carry you
And who's to say
We won't survive it too

[CHORUS]

Set a-free all
Relying on their will
To make me all that I am
And all that I'll be

Set a-free all
Will fall between the cracks
With memories of all that I am
And all that I'll be

[CHORUS]
 -Alter Bridge

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World Cup.

i want espn.

thanks Telemundo.

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interesting.

i love having this oppertunity.
if i hadnt gone to summer school at SAC (san antonio college) i really believe i would have missed out on alot.
---yes i admit im really not enjoying the early mornings and homework ridden evenings...---

anyway. coming from a homeschool environment before i went to sacs (san antonio christian schools) high initially gave me a perspective rarely given to the kids of my generation. the ability to interact with all ages, the near nonexsistance of cliques according to ages and ethnicities. then going to sacs where all the prep girls hang out with the others and those who arent into the mold of bows, skirts and pinkness are kinda put to the side. no, its not rampant, its not in-your-face. but its there. and then now im at SAC not a typical "college" scene in that many different ages are present  in the same classrooms  and there are no stereotypes placed because so many have already lived their lives. they already have come to the acceptance that the outward doesnt matter. they've all been burned by a liar, screwed over by a boss and annoyed by a condesending coworker. so when the point of personal perspectives comes into place their automatic reaction is ususally not to judge according to dress or poise but on their reactions, personality and attitude. is it possible that once you leave the vaccuum of prada, chanel and cliques theres a real world of real people? hmm i hope so. i think so.
dont get me wrong, i cant say i havent looked at the chick in our class with the bebe tshirts, mac makeup and coach purse and havent thought her a rude, self-absorbed person. but hey, honestly she has not done anything to prove herself as anything less than my first impression, if anything its been reinforced. and yet the girl who has a lil bit of grunge style and the linkin park patch on her army-like messenger bag, is the sweetest soul ive ever met and a great conversationalist.

i love having the ability not to BE stereotyped and not TO stereotype.
its like a refreshing breath of cool air.

i can be me.

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