Cologne of Nostalgia - 01.12.10

There's a sure scent of Cologne,
Occasional shocks-
That Remembers, like the tone
Of that picture box-
Nostalgic Balm, it takes me-
Old times, back again,
Can't quite Remember, the Need,
Where meanings had lain-
He holds me close to him-Near-
A nest of sweet warmth-
Blanket of the sunny air
Aroma without harm-
When come, Emotion awakens-
Memories-Flooding-
Wake once more, and it's taken
The Balm's sweet budding-

"I Must Be Myself" - Emerson - 01.05.10

Just another girl amongst the rest,
Look like any other, nothing new,
Same in the East as in the West,
Nothing special, nothing to do.
I see all the others looking great,
Only see the differences, what to be,
They stand perfect there at the gate,
Blameless and clean upon one knee.
Failing and falling again and again,
Feeling down trodden, lost in blue,
Lost and confused but then,
Realize all it is that I must do.
I look in the mirror and begin to see,
To trust and to love the girl there,
Know now exactly what I must be,
Cross my heart and pinky swear.
Conformity leaves you one of many,
Done, time to be put on the shelf,
Trust myself, peace came for than any,
I must be... myself