Sneak Peek!!!

"You're not like other girls, Sweetheart," Mom patted her shoulder in the most annoying fashion.
She'd said it a million times, and Faith always had the same reply, "I know."
And boy, she knew.
Ever since the accident-which she recalled with fuzz on the edges-she hadn't been the same.
Trying for the thousandth time to reach the cup on the bottom shelf of the cupboard, she still couldn't reach it.
And for the thousandth time, she wished she could stand up and use her paralized legs.

My head is aching from this silence,
And my heart beating is all I hear,
Except you lyin' to yourself,
Sayin' there's nobody else,
Well, I get your drift,
You're gonna switch lanes and shift,
Pass all the signs and take all the money,
In the middle of nowhere, run out of gas,
Well, you deserve it, honey.

When I close my eyes, your hand fits perfectly in mine,
A look in your eyes, and it stops time,
And I can hear the things you say,
"My heart is only yours,and I'll be yours until the world ends, I pray,"
I can see your heart, you wear it on your sleeve,
And when I open my eyes and find you nowhere in sight,
I call out for some sort of reprieve,
From this ache in my heart,
Because I know that you aren't mine,
And never will be, unless this sun don't shine,

I've built up these walls high and tall,
But then you come along and knocked them down with nothing at all,
I don't know what I felt at that point, vulnerable?
I suppose that you're not the one for me,
But I'm not so strong as I thought I would be,
I figured I could handle this course,
Of jumps and hurdles, I guess it was worse

Romeo and Juliet

Possibly the most famous play in the entire world. I am reading the script right now, and am memorizing bits and pieces. Here is one from complete memory;

"But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon that is sick and pale with grief, That  thou her maid art more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious. Her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools do wear it, cast it off! It is my lady, O, my love, That she knew she were!..."

:) I love love

I want them to see how pretty I am,
I don't care how I get the attention,
Some say I might be vain,
But when I look in the mirror,
I want to see beauty,
Not just a plain-jane,
This make-up I'm wearing will hopefully hide what I don't want to see,
And I hope it'll cover up what makes me, me,
I wanna be different,
But I'm told that everybody does,
So doesn't that make me just like them?
So I guess in the end, I'll just blend into the crowd,
And I'll end up the same as all of them, for the sake of my being proud

Wicked

And unto the wicked ways I am born and I have craved,
And from the wicked ways I was saved,
The waywardness of a wicked whisper,
The fruitfulness of a blister,
And who am I to come to Christ?
To ask to be saved, I am the worth of blight,
I should be told to get out of His sight,
But instead, he takes me in,
Keeps me from a cold and awful night