Hi...

I have something to admit.  I have a good side.  And I think it's a pretty good GOOD side.  Being an artist, sometimes I feel people always want to think you're 'bad'.  An image of someone who 'doesnt give a xxxxxx about others and will do anything to get to the top' is sometimes what is necessary.  But, I am pretty good at times... I teach yoga so I feel I am helping people in a small way.  I love my family and I even spend time with them!  I know my friend's feel I am loyal and willing to help out when they need, and I call my grandmother every sunday.  I do.

But, I also have a bad side that I am willing to talk about.  Or address.
I smoke sometimes, I have heard it's pretty bad for you :)
I drink sometimes, ok, most times.  But, I have read red wine is really good for your heart, no?
I probably think about death more than the majority, but when every day for me means I am closer to the end, it's hard not to think about!
I make unhealthy decisions or choices that for SURE go against my gut, and for SURE involve some secrets and lies. One day I might even be able to elaborate, I am a little shy now, but just assume the worst :).

I think what keeps me going, what keeps me from letting the 'bad' take over, is that I am willing to change, or maybe I should say evolve, it sounds a little more sophisticated.  I am always trying to 'be better'.  I WANT to be good, I WANT to help the universe in anyway I can, I WANT to grow.  But, no matter who asks, I am not gonna count how many times I DO or DID go down the wrong way.  It doesn't matter so much...let's just say, I keep learning some valuable lessons !

Just reflecting, I think the worst part of my dark side is lying to cover UP my dark, or bad side.  So, in a way, maybe my poems or songs are a way of asking the universe for forgiveness, and for trying to find my way to truth or good again.


http://www.box.net/shared/yovoay5v3t
(I hope this link can allow for downloading)
                    
                    Am I Good

Hi there, are you happy in your skin, or are you like me?

Do you like the reflection before you, or are you like me?

Sometimes I think, I want the next world,

I want a different body; I want a better soul,

Sometimes, I don’t know if I’m good, 

And I don’t know if you’re good.

Hi again, are we grounded from being swept to the wind?            

Can we sit still and smile on a rock, or are you like me?           

Sometimes I think, I want the next world,

I want a different body; I want a better soul.

Sometimes, I don’t know if I’m good, 

And I don’t know if you’re good.

           

Some people say I’m nice

                   Others don’t care to say                                   

                   But who am I, who are you,

Who are we to care?

Hi there, can you say I love you in a stare?           

Are you sick of my constant questionnaire, or are you like me?           

Hi there, are you happy in your skin or are you like me?

~Jenn

PS...As soon as I can figure out how to upload songs on a blog, I will...like I said in the beginning, I am not too savvy on the computer !

I think I figured it out!!!