Some days you just feel like nothing can go right for you, no matter what there is always someone out there who is hellbent on hurting you.
They MUST see you fail, they MUST see you hurt and they MUST make you feel absolutely worthless about yourself.
Today is that day and to top it all off, I have a migrane the size of a submarine and acctually, typing these words is making my head hurt even worse.
Sorry my faithful readers that I won't elaborate on why I haven't posted lately and why this will be shortly ended... it's just been that kind of day.
Guess I'll be seeing ya.

Heres to my return to the creative side of the realm.

You decide if it has potential... you haven't heard me sing it, but then again I don't know if I'd want you to yet... but here's my first stab at writing a song in 2 years.
Feel free to critique.

All the Rights – By Jennifer Bergen

*Theres a sound of a crash, yelling... silence…. Then the music* (which of course you can't hear)

She walks into the room, but her feet don’t touch the floor
Her eye is on her greatest pleasure, her hand is on the door.
He says
“Baby, this time it’s different,
Baby, lord knows that I can change.
Baby, what will I do without you
Oh Baby don’t play me for a fool.”

Side step, keep on track
It’s over
Don’t you dare look back
It’s ok to be afraid
Hold onto
All the rights, rights you’ve made

*musical solo*

The Phone rings on a Tuesday, Her heart just skips a beat
A voice is heard that makes you quiver, on the answering machine
He says
“Baby, I’m so lost without you.
Baby, don’t you know that I have changed?
Baby, I swear this time it’s different.
Oh Baby, I’ve been such a fool.”

Side step, keep on track
It’s over
Don’t you dare look back.
It’s ok to be afraid
Hold onto
All the rights, rights you’ve made.

All the rights, All the rights, the rights you’ve made...