you could say she was driven,
something inside her
saying how she could do it,
would do it better than most,
but time ran out
and now she is driven
to that tree, that piece of
real estate,
her final one.
He couldn’t sleep. He laid there in bed, tossing and turning and trying to get comfortable. He needed a good night’s rest if he was going to be at his best. Everyone was counting on him, but really he wanted to be the best. He was driven to be the best. Nothing else would be good enough.
I drive myself to the dept of my ability. I wish I could have conceived such a notion in my youth. I would be so much more than I am today. I will/want/aspire to be great. I will drive on my abilities, and my dreams mixed with Hope.
I am driven. I am driven to make my life happy, driven to live in a good way, driven to keep the house clean, to love unconditionally and to be a nicer person.
i am driven to the brink of craziness because you have left me with no choice. what must i do to get your reciprocation? to hear your approval? to know that you love me back? it’s all frustrating and tiring and exhilarating all at once, this suspense, and i can’t imagine living without it.
i am a man. a man with desire. and passion. i have all of my pieces in place. and what’s more.… i have nothing to fear. i work hard. and i go places.
a car , a sense of adventure, discovery, ambition, burning, desire, passive, would rather be the the driver than the driven, would rather be passtionate than driven because it sounds less obsessive.
you could say she was driven,
something inside her
saying how she could do it,
would do it better than most,
but time ran out
and now she is driven
to that tree, that piece of
real estate,
her final one.
By sambpoet on 05.25.2008
He couldn’t sleep. He laid there in bed, tossing and turning and trying to get comfortable. He needed a good night’s rest if he was going to be at his best. Everyone was counting on him, but really he wanted to be the best. He was driven to be the best. Nothing else would be good enough.
By cray on 05.25.2008
Oh what a wonderful song that was. Driven me to the brink of happiness and back again.Like coal on a stove.…red and hot when next to mother fire…
By Jigga Man on 05.25.2008
I drive myself to the dept of my ability. I wish I could have conceived such a notion in my youth. I would be so much more than I am today. I will/want/aspire to be great. I will drive on my abilities, and my dreams mixed with Hope.
By Mel on 05.25.2008
I am driven. I am driven to make my life happy, driven to live in a good way, driven to keep the house clean, to love unconditionally and to be a nicer person.
By Darlynn on 05.25.2008
I was driven by a near unreachable child, disguised and distinguished by a yellow and red beret.
By Mat on 05.25.2008
i am driven to the brink of craziness because you have left me with no choice. what must i do to get your reciprocation? to hear your approval? to know that you love me back? it’s all frustrating and tiring and exhilarating all at once, this suspense, and i can’t imagine living without it.
By mich on 05.25.2008
i am a man. a man with desire. and passion. i have all of my pieces in place. and what’s more.… i have nothing to fear. i work hard. and i go places.
and everywhere i go.… you are there.
now.… if only you were there.
By frances on 05.25.2008
a car , a sense of adventure, discovery, ambition, burning, desire, passive, would rather be the the driver than the driven, would rather be passtionate than driven because it sounds less obsessive.
By Rose on 05.25.2008