When life gives you a broken heart.

When life gives you a broken heart, you run from it all.

When life gives you a broken heart, you run from everyone.

When life gives you a broken heart, you see everything as a threat.

Life can be tough. It can suck like nothing else. It can also be a beautiful thing to experience. When life gives me a broken heart, I run away, but I also see the beauty of the situation. It's nothing wrong with what I did or how I acted, it's just not something that you can control. Life. It's a fragile glass ornament on a high shelf. So easily broken and lost. But when the light hits it just right, magnificent sparkles flutter around your head. Another doesn't always have to be there. They can wait. They waited for you a long time, and they can wait until your broken heart is finally healed.

Love it, Hate it, Embrace it.

Speechless!

Well It's been a while huh? Anyway, since the last I actually blogged, a LOT has been going on! So the White Box Kids have been meeting up and we have some ideas for skits/music video parades! For example, there is Thelma's Life, and a mash up of Lady Gaga songs including: Alejandro, Poker Face, Bad Romance, and Circus by Britany Spears! It'll be epic! We need all of you to look up our channel and favorite and rate our videos and give feed back as to what else you would like to see :) I hope to hear from all of you, and I hope that you will spread the word and tell your friends :) Well, Now You Know! :D


xoxo, SarahSaur

New Things, New People!

Hey everyone! It's ya girl here haha :) I just wanted to inform everyone that a couple of my friends and I have started a little comedy "group" if you will, where we make videos, and skits of different things such as Parodies of different music videos, and actual music videos for different songs. We have a Youtube channel as well which is WhiteBoxKids (all one word). Thanks for all your support with the blog, and hopefully the support with the White Box Kids! Thanks again to you all who read this and i hope you enjoy the skits and such! xoxo Sarbear :)o o

Losing a Love

I know you,
you know me,
we know each other,
So, why can't it be?
The one single gene
that got in the way
the one thing,
that i will never say.

If only , if only!
i could give you my heart
the one thing i do have
but would never break apart.
the only one i want to love!
to be by, to see by, to live and leave by.
but that one single gene!
that got in the way,
that one thing,
i will never say.

We still say nothing
of that single gene,
that will always get in the way
it will be there to taunt
to leave nothing to flaunt.
i wish you saw,
what i see in you,
the beauty of your smile,
the beauty of us two.

but i'll always sit
and wish to feel,
what others waste and give away,
what others leave
some thing to conceive,
like that one single gene...
That
Will
Never
Leave.

Something Gone

Subtle sunshine,
Streams through my window,
Sitting on my billowing bed,
I cry.

Cry for me,
Myself,
And I,
For my almost wasted life,
Of hurt,
Pressure,
And broken love.

I think about,
All i have hurt,
All who i have left,
Loved,
And lost.

So much lose,
And not enough gain,
So much remorse,
So much pain.

A can't see the end,
Nothing can mend.
Only time can heal my broken
Spirit,
Broken soul.
I feel as though,
There is something gone.

Uplifted spirits

Talking is one thing,
Wanting is another.
I want to hate you,
But you make me feel happy.
I want to leave you,
But you keep me coming back.

We talk, yes,
We even have conversations,
But I am always finding myself wanting more.
I always walk away wishing i had said one more thing,
Then we could stay and talk the day away.

Just be by each other,
And no one else to interfere,
No one to decide our fate,
No one to tell us that the ending is near.
There's not a single soul,
I'd rather stand here with,
Not another person I'd rather be here with.

I wish i could have held on for a little longer,
And not let you go,
Not let what we had,
Slip
Through
My
Fingers...

No! not again!
It will be different this time!
I will change and do anything for you,
Just to be with you.
I want to make you see what I do,
But i know you will just turn away.

You never seem to get it right,
Even in your dreams.
You divert the situation,
By leaving and running away.
But does that, or will that ever help,
If I really do need you to stay?

It won't,
I already know,
Because you my friend,
Will always be on the go.

This is ME.

Many times i look in the mirror,
And see the fake me.
The person i try to be,
But I never succeed.

I look and wish and hope to be real,
Be the person i feel,
Should be seen by everyone,
The person that should make me feel,
Loved.

I try to look past the unknown figure,
To the person behind them,
The much stronger and beautiful one,
That is hidden from society,
The person no one wants to know.

This always fails,
And is always a waste,
Because the other person is afraid,
Of being unique.

But isn't that what life is?
Being yourself?
The person you want to be?
Being...happy?

I take it all in,
And peel back the layers,
Until the other girl,
Who loves to dance and twirl,
Have fun,
And be with people,
Is seen.

The girl...

Is me