Showing posts with label PMA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PMA. Show all posts

Friday, November 17, 2017

With or Without You

With or Without You
by: Tyler Ross


Place your bet
make it count.
The hand you deal,
for the exact amount.
Lots of noise,
remove the buzz.
Focus your mind,
stay away from what was.
Learn from silence,
face your facts.
Don’t underestimate fear,
it’ll send you two steps back.
Forward progress,
lift your anchor.
Be careful with who you trust.
Lead with heart,
not anger.
Open your mind,
and see,
the endless amount of possibilities.
Let go of hope.
No more doubt.
Relinquish control
and reroute
The time is now.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

I'll Stay Gold


I’ll Stay Gold
By: Tyler Ross

I won’t change these morals, these values I’ve set.
It’s easy to go against every word that is said.
But that isn’t me.
I live my life free
from drinking, drugs, and promiscuous sex.
Forever staying free,
from the substances that alter and abuse the present
and live my life for me, out of step
Not above it all, but from what’s accepted.

My PMA keeps me sound, honest, and understanding.
Staying gold is the mentality I uphold to keep from drowning.
In a negative world judging the way I lead.
But that’s okay because I’m only in this for me.
For me,
staying gold is the key
to a healthy existence.
Forever I will be resistant.

Call me what you want.
Judge me for the way that I live.
I am still straight edge.
And don’t need people
telling me how I should live.
Nothing they can do can change what this is.
I am a straight edge.
I’ll stay gold for as long as I live.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Solutions

Solutions
By: Tyler Ross

To the place of dreams where all life limbos, waiting to bloom
Attracting silence, but swimming in motion searching for the truth
Where discomfort throws a party, but only invites you
I was clawing through its darkness, were I found the proof

In the solutions, where the problem blindfolds progress, begging for more
As I fought myself and the unhealthiness to an evening of the score
To find the respect I needed and the clarity to rebuild, opening up space
Not realizing I was pushing away positive, leaving emptiness to replace

I tried everything, forcing more than I wanted to
I let stress take control; it rubbed off into your soul
Now, to the place of action where life takes baby steps, waiting for you
To the place of action where life takes baby steps, waiting for you

Thursday, September 10, 2009

This Is Me

This Is Me
By: Tyler Ross

Resort back and ask myself
Did they really mean a thing?
Great questions support my experiences
But the challenges still proceed
Head cases, strange places, and odd feelings not for me
I struggled more being myself not changing anything

For this is me
Doing favors for myself
Moving on sets me free
This is me
You get what you give
No respect, c’est la vie
This is me
Never stressing over those
Who won’t give their time
This is me
Life’s what you make of it
So simple with an equal mind

Second chances and I doubted myself
Was this really fair to me?
Being honest and loyal to those
While backs turned 180 degrees
Wasted time, closed my mind, and gave my heart away
It’s safe to say, I came to play and learned from my mistakes

For this is me
Doing favors for myself
Moving on sets me free
This is me
You get what you give
No respect, c’est la vie
This is me
Never stressing over those
Who won’t give their time
This is me
Life’s what you make of it
So simple with an equal mind

No tolerance for talk
Let all actions speak
This is me
No respect, c’est la vie

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Apple Seeds Make Apples & Two Generate Sparks

Apple Seeds Make Apples & Two Generate Sparks
By: Tyler Ross

beauty flows
beauty knows
life exposed
life glows
heart pumps
heart jumps
eyes attach
eyes match
hands hold
hands mold
smiles prove
smiles sooth
months learn
months yearn
feelings sent
feelings meant
love forever
love together
faith begins
faith wins
words feel
words heal
two continue to bloom roots.

Break Free

Breaking FREE
By: Tyler Ross

like shattered glass
i'm breaking free
the memories are
not what they used to be
poisoned thoughts
are all i see
this waiting is pointless
i'm breaking free
run away and hide your head
left in the past
already dead
no one can take this life i lead
to the top
i'm breaking free
try and catch me
the choice is yours
no one can stop me
i'm closing doors
left behind
my broken dreams
rebuilding myself
i'm breaking free


-ask me to play this song on the acoustic...i'll do it for ya.
*learning from the past, setting aside the odds and trash, and getting to where we need to be fully happy.*