on a long road, route 66 maybe, i don’t know exactly but there is a lot of wind and a lot of sun and grapes somewhere, wine at the end, maybe. happy and feeling good and not only in motion but going places, courage inside, confident and content.
natalie
She was driven to fight. She punched and whirled and mad the bad guys cry, and all by herself. She didn’t need a Robin, and she didn’t need weapons. She was strong, angry and ready to kick some ass.
i can’t drive because i haven’t got my g2 yet. but my friends can drive but theres too many of us and one of us always has to go in the trunk. we’ve never been caught by the cops though which is weird because we’re always downtown. we’re freaking mall rats. i like the trunk. someitmes its squishy
becks
i am driven to run to fly to drive to race to get away. simply get away start new just me and him and meet new people see new things. to cut the noose to let me loose. i want to sky dive i want to live
Flor
Driven is what I would call well, being driven. The word itself brings up images of being driven ever since I was a child, from school, to tutoring classes, to sporting events. The list continues really.
edward
i drove a car to jersey. driven cars are very sexy and turn me on. they are soo cute. being driven by cute guys with the tops down. driven is fun
bree
it was only one day. that’s what i had to keep telling myself. one day. a little voice in the back of my head kept interrupting, telling me that this was one day that i couldn’t screw up. it was only one day that would determine the rest of my life. so i had to be driven to succeed.
everyday my coach says you have to be driven to win. You must push your self to go to the next level. No matter how how hard you work you must work harder and drive yourself,
it’s the thing that makes us want more.
to achieve more.
it’s the thing that creates competition
between friends and foe.
it’s what a taxi does
and what mom’s do for their kids.
it’s the thing that gets us to the next step,
the next place in life.
I am driven by things so hard to explain, I simply can’t. I work with the thought of him, he is my drive. He is my everything.
jo
Driven. I should be driven to accomplish something in life. Like my organic chem homework. I really should be doing that right now not this. But this is really fun. I am driven sometimes. Does that count?
Elena
motivated people are driven to accomplish many things. People who are driven tend to make goals and reach them. Sometimes they are driven by power, money or the desire to help others.
Deb
The word “driven” conjures passion-motivated activity. Activity for a purpose;
I am driven, towards you and this
without hope of happiness
keep me in between the dotted yellows
I’ve got nothing to be except mellow
a road too long to drive on and on
keep me spinning in place till the next song
i have been driven mad byt thoughts going through my head. who is my dad? does he know me? does he remember me at all? does he still love me? will i ever see him?
katie
i have someone that means a lot to me. i’m not really sure how much i mean to her. all i know is that she tells me that i’m different then the rest. this drives to be as perfect for her as possible. then somebody told me that i shouldn’t put all my drive into impressing her, but put it into just liking her.
tannor
I willed my heart to give up the fight, but it remained driven by the smallest things, such as the memory of her smile or the curve of her body. I gripped my pencil a little harder as I tried to force the words to come, the ones that would let her know what she meant to me. At the very least, I had to try; I couldn’t lose her, not after all of this.
When we are driven forward we don’t dare to look back
As our futures are set in stone and our hearts and breaking already
With each passing turn we see less and less of who we were
And more and more of who we could be
We are driven.
driven. this word instantly made me think of the phrase “driven to destruction” but it also gives me images of cars and drivers themselves. something about car chases aswell or a previous hell of a ride
Jordan
One can be driven somewhere, or to something. Driven to what, though? Driven to suicide, to murder? Let’s take suicide. What factors can drive one to suicide? Perhaps extramarital issues or problems with fitting in. Lack of acceptance is a rather large factor in this regard.
Drakky
Being driven to be the best isn’t something that happens to everyone. There are only a few select people on this earth that are driven to become something new. These people are the people who shape the future, shape the past, and make the present more exciting.
i hope i’d be driven with a lot of motivations these coming months. i’ve been looking for something that would push me to go higher and realize my other dreams.
I have nothing to say. I am not driven by internal motivations, but by external ones. I am a bitch sometimes. I am lost and I love to drive, but gas is expensive. It was cheaper in Vermont.
C
the force which i need more of in my life. Without it in some cases you will get no where fast. need more now.
kim
I am driven. Being driven is sometimes a good way to be. It keeps you on your toes. It helps you get things done and enjoy your dividends, too. But it can be hard on your blood pressure.
Karen
not driven, not even in the passenger seat. just sitting in the back watching the world whiz by outside my window. slow and stagnant, not moving. not wanting. not wishing. numb.
pamela
i am driven to school everyday by my mother. i like my mother she is a very nice mother. she gave birth to me and she gives me chocolate every night. i like to be driven rather than drive. it is easier to be driven because all you have to do is sit down and complain rather than having to think about driving.
Cedric
Driven
what AM I driven by?
what force stands by
and helps me fly?
I think it is love
and all the lack there of
and an abundance of beautiful skies above
a future free as a dove
abilkity to pushm push abd push and neva stop makes u a driven force, bein driven means bein goal oriented
kucheli daniel
Sometimes, I am so driven it hurts. I am the ever-moving, ever-going, ever-present son of a bitch who always gets things done. I don’t know how or why, it just seems to happen that way.
im determined to do something that i want to do, not what other people think i should do. i am determined to find my place in life where i am always happy.
rachel
Aah.. a frnd hs jUst drivEn me craZy…. We were sO gUd frnds nd I rEally enjOyed hs cOmpny.. bUt he said hE lOved me.. I bcaMe mad… nOw I’ve fOrgiven him nd started a nEwfrndshp bUt I dun c him da same as I did fiRst… nd dts trOubling me, dt y cant I fOrget da thngs he said …!
Why giRls tEnd to be so vUlnerable…. so easiLy break-able…! Why.. why ?
i slept and i am content
now
i slept and i think i
(the big four)
as apposed to, (the little four)
this has nothing to do with a car
because my hands are too fresh to drive
but i miss you
oh this word! it reminds me of people driven mad
poor people D: anyways you can also be driven places YAY :D
on a long road, route 66 maybe, i don’t know exactly but there is a lot of wind and a lot of sun and grapes somewhere, wine at the end, maybe. happy and feeling good and not only in motion but going places, courage inside, confident and content.
She was driven to fight. She punched and whirled and mad the bad guys cry, and all by herself. She didn’t need a Robin, and she didn’t need weapons. She was strong, angry and ready to kick some ass.
There is a place inside me that directs where I go, what I do. I am driven by the unseen and accosted by my own obstacles.
i can’t drive because i haven’t got my g2 yet. but my friends can drive but theres too many of us and one of us always has to go in the trunk. we’ve never been caught by the cops though which is weird because we’re always downtown. we’re freaking mall rats. i like the trunk. someitmes its squishy
i am driven to run to fly to drive to race to get away. simply get away start new just me and him and meet new people see new things. to cut the noose to let me loose. i want to sky dive i want to live
Driven is what I would call well, being driven. The word itself brings up images of being driven ever since I was a child, from school, to tutoring classes, to sporting events. The list continues really.
i drove a car to jersey. driven cars are very sexy and turn me on. they are soo cute. being driven by cute guys with the tops down. driven is fun
it was only one day. that’s what i had to keep telling myself. one day. a little voice in the back of my head kept interrupting, telling me that this was one day that i couldn’t screw up. it was only one day that would determine the rest of my life. so i had to be driven to succeed.
everyday my coach says you have to be driven to win. You must push your self to go to the next level. No matter how how hard you work you must work harder and drive yourself,
too much.
it’s the thing that makes us want more.
to achieve more.
it’s the thing that creates competition
between friends and foe.
it’s what a taxi does
and what mom’s do for their kids.
it’s the thing that gets us to the next step,
the next place in life.
I am driven by things so hard to explain, I simply can’t. I work with the thought of him, he is my drive. He is my everything.
Driven. I should be driven to accomplish something in life. Like my organic chem homework. I really should be doing that right now not this. But this is really fun. I am driven sometimes. Does that count?
motivated people are driven to accomplish many things. People who are driven tend to make goals and reach them. Sometimes they are driven by power, money or the desire to help others.
The word “driven” conjures passion-motivated activity. Activity for a purpose;
I am driven, towards you and this
without hope of happiness
keep me in between the dotted yellows
I’ve got nothing to be except mellow
a road too long to drive on and on
keep me spinning in place till the next song
i have been driven mad byt thoughts going through my head. who is my dad? does he know me? does he remember me at all? does he still love me? will i ever see him?
i have someone that means a lot to me. i’m not really sure how much i mean to her. all i know is that she tells me that i’m different then the rest. this drives to be as perfect for her as possible. then somebody told me that i shouldn’t put all my drive into impressing her, but put it into just liking her.
I willed my heart to give up the fight, but it remained driven by the smallest things, such as the memory of her smile or the curve of her body. I gripped my pencil a little harder as I tried to force the words to come, the ones that would let her know what she meant to me. At the very least, I had to try; I couldn’t lose her, not after all of this.
When we are driven forward we don’t dare to look back
As our futures are set in stone and our hearts and breaking already
With each passing turn we see less and less of who we were
And more and more of who we could be
We are driven.
We are all driven to live. Once we lose that drive, then we are lost.
Long, windy roads. Sliding through the flora and fauna.
Carelessness.
I usually want to know where we’re going, but hopefully i don’t.
Lets get lost together.
On the open road.
Kangaroos, lain on the road.
Some with their brains smashed out.
I find it sad. But always from a distance.
Always. From a distance.
driven. this word instantly made me think of the phrase “driven to destruction” but it also gives me images of cars and drivers themselves. something about car chases aswell or a previous hell of a ride
One can be driven somewhere, or to something. Driven to what, though? Driven to suicide, to murder? Let’s take suicide. What factors can drive one to suicide? Perhaps extramarital issues or problems with fitting in. Lack of acceptance is a rather large factor in this regard.
Being driven to be the best isn’t something that happens to everyone. There are only a few select people on this earth that are driven to become something new. These people are the people who shape the future, shape the past, and make the present more exciting.
chased, motored, powered, propelled, urged etc to do something; motivated
i hope i’d be driven with a lot of motivations these coming months. i’ve been looking for something that would push me to go higher and realize my other dreams.
I have nothing to say. I am not driven by internal motivations, but by external ones. I am a bitch sometimes. I am lost and I love to drive, but gas is expensive. It was cheaper in Vermont.
the force which i need more of in my life. Without it in some cases you will get no where fast. need more now.
I am driven. Being driven is sometimes a good way to be. It keeps you on your toes. It helps you get things done and enjoy your dividends, too. But it can be hard on your blood pressure.
not driven, not even in the passenger seat. just sitting in the back watching the world whiz by outside my window. slow and stagnant, not moving. not wanting. not wishing. numb.
i am driven to school everyday by my mother. i like my mother she is a very nice mother. she gave birth to me and she gives me chocolate every night. i like to be driven rather than drive. it is easier to be driven because all you have to do is sit down and complain rather than having to think about driving.
Driven
what AM I driven by?
what force stands by
and helps me fly?
I think it is love
and all the lack there of
and an abundance of beautiful skies above
a future free as a dove
abilkity to pushm push abd push and neva stop makes u a driven force, bein driven means bein goal oriented
Sometimes, I am so driven it hurts. I am the ever-moving, ever-going, ever-present son of a bitch who always gets things done. I don’t know how or why, it just seems to happen that way.
im determined to do something that i want to do, not what other people think i should do. i am determined to find my place in life where i am always happy.
Aah.. a frnd hs jUst drivEn me craZy…. We were sO gUd frnds nd I rEally enjOyed hs cOmpny.. bUt he said hE lOved me.. I bcaMe mad… nOw I’ve fOrgiven him nd started a nEwfrndshp bUt I dun c him da same as I did fiRst… nd dts trOubling me, dt y cant I fOrget da thngs he said …!
Why giRls tEnd to be so vUlnerable…. so easiLy break-able…! Why.. why ?
The train had driven, empty, for 30mins. Slowly through the blackness it moved closer.
i slept and i am content
now
i slept and i think i
(the big four)
as apposed to, (the little four)
this has nothing to do with a car
because my hands are too fresh to drive
but i miss you