The World In True Form

Love is fake. Hate is real. Death happens all around. Life happens once. Tears fall everyday. Smiles surprise you. Strangers aper. But having the same feelings for you happen all the time. We had a thing, then lost each other. I had to break away from the one who put me together when I got hurt. The scars last forever. The pain occurs once in awhile. The heart break kills when I remember us before. The smiles at this moment are cover ups of my true pain. Life became a nightmare and we are all living in it, because we don't know how to get away from it, from the memories, from the good, from the bad, from it all. And we just sit and have everything rush back to us. Your naive, rude, selfish, conniving, ignorant, and spoiled. You wish to have everyone bow down at your feet but if such doesn't occur you, go wild with rage, your face boils, your eyes widen, and your fist's clench. So I left and the one your with now has been passed around like a dirty wash rag, used time and time again. And baby our relationship was like a ship hitting rocks, yet I was the best, most faithful, and hottest chick you ever had and ever will. In the end... I still love you. 

We Are All Victims

We are all victims. We can all be victims of love, hate, pleasure, life and death. Everything happens and changes for a reason. We die for a cause. We live for a cause. We smile for a cause. We love for a cause. But we don't decide who dies, who kills, and who survives. We are just the innocent bystanders as the ciaos unfolds. Some choose to stand there and watch people suffer. Others choose to take a stand and fight for the cause. And others just want to move on. Yet the one thing where we can't choose is who will walk away alive form the world, and walk into peace. The anger explodes out of us as we deal with it and walk on. We are all victims.

Difference

The ground, the sky, theres a difference.

The moon, the sun, theres a difference.

The night, the day, theres a difference.

With every two things theres a difference. Between me and you theres a difference. Yet the difference brings us together. I think, and know I can never let you go. The difference that me and you have makes me love you more, makes me want you more. We both walk on the ground together, and look at the sky together. We both wish we were on the moon together, and we both wish we could fly past the sun together. We walk through the night together, and we walk through the day together. Theres still a difference, your you and I'm me. But that difference makes you you and me me. The difference between everything in the world makes everything special in its own way.