i realy don't know what i want in life is life something to find what you need or does it find you do you walk to find it in the dark woods or does the path find you in a corner and make you go down it. I really think that just siting there waiting for your life to come is silly why what when you have arms reach out and grab it. it may seem like im saying im going to grab the bull by it horns no i mean when life gives you lemons dont just make lemonade take a bite of it, it may seem sour but by tasteing it know you know its sour. THe other thing that is driving me crazy is some one who judges you when you make a fault but does not look at what they are doing to them selves they are throwing rocks at your window but sees shame in you throwing them back.... this is to my cuz lanie blood is it some thing that comes from the body or is it produce by the heart is it feelings is it tears that we can not weep blood is a symbol of family something that ties you together and spreads you apart. you may be loved by blood you may be hated. you don't even have to be related to be blood if you feel this person is your blood then they may truley be yours. you really cannot define blood in terms it may be just love but also it may be the strings that tie you together into a beautiful quilt crystal carter 2008 this is one of my first poems to my cuz long ago My Idol I dred to see the happyness in me, I feel something that I never felt before, I feel different in a way, the person I am is still there but hiding from the sham, the sham of being happy on that cold November day, the day I met my Idol like I use to do every day, her make-up perect , her hair was great, the day she came home that day was glories day, the day I shed tears for all of her strenght, the strenght that I want, the strenght that I need the strenght that I strive for in me, my idol is perfect in her own way shes not an A student she not rich she has a absent father, her life isn't what would you think but she doesn't care.