electronic diary
Associated Artists
Art Institute of Boston
Cordula Peters, Photographer
YunYi Lu, Designer
Mary Katherine Flaherty, Fine Artist
Still
I love you
And I feel like
I'm by candle light
I love you
Even though I am
Alone at night
I twist my hair and imagine
The way that you love me
And one of these days
My dreams
Will come true
The Enduring Freedom of Oneness
We're all speaking
Our own languages
We laugh when others
Cry and think
Its not the same
Sometimes the worst
Mistake we can make
Is thinking there was
one in the first place
January 29, 2002
It takes a long time for me to naturally be.
I am traded or just given away by people.
They sometimes mean well,
but don't know me.
I come from New Jersey, USA during the decadent age of the late 20th century.
I was born a caucasian girl in a middle class suburban professional family.
I am second generation American. I am an only child
who never had to work. I have no illnesses or diseases that inhibit my life,
except depression.
Whatever You Think
Have to stop listening to this song
Its been on repeat all day long
"Never made it as a wise man"
Cuts me deeper than you understand
And I have no right to complain
I'm a "Money Bought" gone insane
Pass them along, boys, single file
Trade you your heart for a smile
This pretty face, this pretty hair
Could almost get me anywhere
With blue eyes and a BFA
No one hears what I have to say
And I have no right to complain
I have no right to feel your pain
Pass them along, boys, single file
Trade your sorrow for a smile
Its not like I don't have a choice
Its not like they don't hear my voice
Single file turns to double
In love with 'nothing but trouble'
And I have no right to complain
I'm a boxer with arms gone lame
Boys line up in single file
Kinda tired, so imagine a smile
Eat me alive, see if I care
All it takes is a truth or dare
Eat me alive, see if I flinch
Can't afford that, angels don't bitch
And I have no right to complain?
Well you have no right to the same
No one has a right to my smile
Try my boots on for a mile
Rewind
Blue eyes fading
I've seen life in fast forward
But no one's come back to me
And nothing is coming clear
Maybe my phone's broken
Maybe I'll just sleep tight
There's a pretty moon outside
Trying to relax and hide
Becoming broken hearted
In fast forward
Not Bad
I'm sitting in McDonald's
Hamburger in hand
I like swimming in the ocean
And playing in the sand
Little things in life
Never get me down
The only sadness comes from
Seeing my own frown
Cause I was missing you
All through the night
Staring at the screen name
Waiting for the light
To turn green
Seeing is believing
And I'm watching everything
I see right through you
And I'm starting to believe
Then the lights come on
And the flames go out
A voice sits beside me
Trying not to shout
Cause she sees me trying
And sees me failing
And she knows all about it
But its all up to me
Its a beautiful day
And I"m stuck inside
My own little prison room
Trying not to hide
So don't tempt me
Missing You
You interrupt my life
You take me here and go away
You take me away and return
From where you came
Take me away
And come here
Temporal
Don't steal him away
Don't steal him away
Don't steal him away from me
Its all I'm asking for
just like that purple coat in grade school
or that time when glasses were so cool
all I want is him today
please don't steal him away
let him be what I could be
distant from bad memory
all that stands between us now
is the sadness of feeling now
Chances Are
stop me if you've heard this one
a man walks into a bar
he finds a way to pass his time
before he remembers to live his life
stop me if you've heard this before
I've heard it all before
but maybe this time you'll call
its your third second chance after all
Oracle
Believing is one thing
Deluding is another
know thyself
and know others
know thyself
and know well
Roxanne
First of all, that's my song
Second of all, I knew all along
That your ideas were just the same
Just a whore with another name
Third of all, he's not your type
You want someone without a light
Shining inside them, though maybe dim
You're smothering the flame in him
Last but not least, in regard to Morissette
Quote only the things that you know best
She sings of depth of love and beauty
All you have is a little jelly
on your cheek
Email: mflare13@yahoo.com