Waking up to smell the flowers.

I’ve woken up to smell the flowers

and I’m in all kinds of pain.

I’ve woken to smell the flowers

and I’d give anything to forget your name.

Your dark eyes, unanswered calls, same lies.

I loved you deep,

gave you my all,

you never did see me, no not at all.

First love-with you I was exposed

you didn’t care, you loved her more, so I suppose

this is how the chapter ends

I am here all alone

wish you could have been honest

but even in the dark, the flowers have grown.

I’ve woken up to smell the flowers

and I’m blinded by the light I see,

I’ve woken up to smell the flowers

I’m ready to love all of me.

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X Shana

The Girl on Fire

Hi Everyone,

I try to update this blog fairly regularly, but sometimes I fail to do so. While most people are out partying and gearing up for the super bowl, I’m here reminiscing over the past and how far I have come. I can’t begin to explain how excited I get when I think about the future and all the possibilities that may lie ahead for me. Here’s to me. Here’s to happiness. Here’s to healing. Here’s to balance. Here’s to learning to say no, but still being open to saying yes.

Much love,

Shana