Poisoned Choices, Lead to Silenced Voices

Every secret thought,

Every little dark sin,

All that knowledge was for naught,

As the battle lies within.



It's those small temporary highs,

It's those sorrowful addictions,

As they tear apart their lives,

They creep closer to extinction.



It's their cry of rebellion,

But what to rebel against?

All they are is one more felon,

Who sits beyond an electric fence.



This is one my hopes, one of my many prayers,

That none should be like them in a world so unfair.

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Its Just Another Day! I Swear!

My birthday honestly means just that to me. But everyone I both knew and didn't even think knew my name had to wish me happy birthday. It was pretty cool. It was I could do but keep from telling people that it was just one more day and I didn't necessarily want the attention from them but some people just don't listen to well. Then of course track where more people wished me happy birthday but that only lasted so long. At home my parents got me an iPod. I was shocked. I really didn't ask for anything. Like I seriously didn't ask for anything but here I come home and get an incredible present. I was amazed! Then of course I went to volunteer at Vertical and go to NINE12. Brian let all of NINE12 know what day it was and I got a whole youth group singing me happy birthday. It was the perfect birthday. I didn't ask for anything but I got so much in return. I praise God for his graciousness and thank everyone involved in letting me know it was my birthday.

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