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18.3.12
8.3.12
A Man to Do
What is a Man to do.
When the world, in his mind, isn't right.
What is a man to do when everything adds up to be in-balanced.
What is a man to do.
Some say we live every day of every week as one,
One step at a time, one second of every minute.
Others claim we live by every other day,
Every other week, only doing what is necessary.
If someone told you, your live, your soul
Had one day to live. How would it look.
Are you someone who lived fully, to the limit?
Did you reach your highest peak after stumbling,
To your lowest Depth.
Or did you follow? Doing only what was necessary,
to keep others satisfied.
If you had one day to live,
would you apologize for all the wrongs.
Or would you accomplish one last list of buckets.
Is there somoene you always wanted to love,
or would you spend it with somoene who loves you.
What is a man to do when there is no more,
No more chances to take.
Every opportunity passed because he was too nice,
too genuine, to selfless.
Not for the better of himself or the unnecessary,
But becausae that was who he was.
What if I told you this man dreamed a dream,
Filled with desires and goals,
Yet he only visualized them in his head.
What if I told you he spent every minute
with somoene who loved him,
Yet there was always someone else he loved.
What If I told you this man,
was too afraid to hurt someone else's feelings,
He instead, decided to withhold his emotions.
Not for the better of them,
Not for the worse of him,
But because it was the right thing to do.
What if I told you every morning this man,
woke up with a burden so deep,
He always woke up in the ground.
Every Morning he woke up next to
Nobody he ever wanted.
What is a man to do if he had one day left,
One day left to live.
If he had a thousand things dreamed,
and not one thing completed or true.
What would he do
What would he say?
He said, "Are you living your life... Or are you living your dream."
When the world, in his mind, isn't right.
What is a man to do when everything adds up to be in-balanced.
What is a man to do.
Some say we live every day of every week as one,
One step at a time, one second of every minute.
Others claim we live by every other day,
Every other week, only doing what is necessary.
If someone told you, your live, your soul
Had one day to live. How would it look.
Are you someone who lived fully, to the limit?
Did you reach your highest peak after stumbling,
To your lowest Depth.
Or did you follow? Doing only what was necessary,
to keep others satisfied.
If you had one day to live,
would you apologize for all the wrongs.
Or would you accomplish one last list of buckets.
Is there somoene you always wanted to love,
or would you spend it with somoene who loves you.
What is a man to do when there is no more,
No more chances to take.
Every opportunity passed because he was too nice,
too genuine, to selfless.
Not for the better of himself or the unnecessary,
But becausae that was who he was.
What if I told you this man dreamed a dream,
Filled with desires and goals,
Yet he only visualized them in his head.
What if I told you he spent every minute
with somoene who loved him,
Yet there was always someone else he loved.
What If I told you this man,
was too afraid to hurt someone else's feelings,
He instead, decided to withhold his emotions.
Not for the better of them,
Not for the worse of him,
But because it was the right thing to do.
What if I told you every morning this man,
woke up with a burden so deep,
He always woke up in the ground.
Every Morning he woke up next to
Nobody he ever wanted.
What is a man to do if he had one day left,
One day left to live.
If he had a thousand things dreamed,
and not one thing completed or true.
What would he do
What would he say?
He said, "Are you living your life... Or are you living your dream."
6.3.12
I thought High school was over.
I stand here with tears down my face,
Thoughts cross my mind, And emotions pouring of my heart.
Every single time I let someone in, Another person walks out.
I told myself I was beautiful in every different kind of way.
Individuals are all attractive in some way beyond the physical.
I told myself I was good enough for anyone, and if that one person ever had the chance, I would give it my all.
The one that matters deserves my best, anything less will crumble.
I told myself, Social Media can be in your life, but never let my life be Social Media.
The moment you stress over one topic, one post, one picture, it will all come down.
I told myself, feelings are only feelings that other people felt. They are beyond my control. You wouldn't want someone who liked someone else, so why would you force something.
I told myself, Everyone is different; Rich, Poor, Funny, Dull, Stupid, Intelligent, Bright, Dark, disturbed, Friendly, Mean. Accept it.
I told myself, there are those who are lead, others who follow, and some who support.
Never hate on anyone because they're mindless.
I told myself, we each have our own goals and our own dreams.
We all do things for reasons beyond anyone's understanding.
I told myself, Never question the feeling people feel,
If they are here beside me, it's because they want to be.
I told myself not to fondle over the little things,
You know, those things I am not in control of.
The little things that eat away at people,
Like termites under a house, chopping.
It's one of those things where you have to look beyond the small things
And look at the bigger picture.
Why stress over little things that are out of your control,
Things you have the inability to change.
We all do things for certain reasons,
Whether we were raised, or we were taught,
It's our job to do what we do,
It's nobody else's responsibility to understand why.
I told myself not to stress over the little things
Because it has no help whatsoever.
I told myself, everything that happens happens for a reason.
Whether we accept it or ponder it,
It has no use by us thinking all about it.
There will always be disagreements, differences, and dilemmas,
And it's up to us to decide what is important and what is miniscule.
It is up to us to be mature, realizing what matters and what doesn't.
It is up to us to accept what has been earned and what has been taken.
It is up to us, to move beyond the immature stages of life.
I told myself in the end, I won't let these small things kill me.
But I don't understand, why are you?
Thoughts cross my mind, And emotions pouring of my heart.
Every single time I let someone in, Another person walks out.
I told myself I was beautiful in every different kind of way.
Individuals are all attractive in some way beyond the physical.
I told myself I was good enough for anyone, and if that one person ever had the chance, I would give it my all.
The one that matters deserves my best, anything less will crumble.
I told myself, Social Media can be in your life, but never let my life be Social Media.
The moment you stress over one topic, one post, one picture, it will all come down.
I told myself, feelings are only feelings that other people felt. They are beyond my control. You wouldn't want someone who liked someone else, so why would you force something.
I told myself, Everyone is different; Rich, Poor, Funny, Dull, Stupid, Intelligent, Bright, Dark, disturbed, Friendly, Mean. Accept it.
I told myself, there are those who are lead, others who follow, and some who support.
Never hate on anyone because they're mindless.
I told myself, we each have our own goals and our own dreams.
We all do things for reasons beyond anyone's understanding.
I told myself, Never question the feeling people feel,
If they are here beside me, it's because they want to be.
I told myself not to fondle over the little things,
You know, those things I am not in control of.
The little things that eat away at people,
Like termites under a house, chopping.
It's one of those things where you have to look beyond the small things
And look at the bigger picture.
Why stress over little things that are out of your control,
Things you have the inability to change.
We all do things for certain reasons,
Whether we were raised, or we were taught,
It's our job to do what we do,
It's nobody else's responsibility to understand why.
I told myself not to stress over the little things
Because it has no help whatsoever.
I told myself, everything that happens happens for a reason.
Whether we accept it or ponder it,
It has no use by us thinking all about it.
There will always be disagreements, differences, and dilemmas,
And it's up to us to decide what is important and what is miniscule.
It is up to us to be mature, realizing what matters and what doesn't.
It is up to us to accept what has been earned and what has been taken.
It is up to us, to move beyond the immature stages of life.
I told myself in the end, I won't let these small things kill me.
But I don't understand, why are you?
5.3.12
Belief
I believe.
When you believe in something, you use every second, every minute, and every hour hoping to fulfill the very one thing that can make you, or destroy you. The one thing only you know and you'll understand, no matter how many doubters doubt you. No matter how many people tell you; you won't, you mustn't, you can't. Prove them how misled they are.
Some will laugh at you, others will shun you away. Some will deny you, others will push you out. There will always be somebody better, there will always be somebody worse. Remember, you are here because you chose to be. You are here because you believe.
Accept your decision, comprehend your choice. Never let someone else's feeling cloud your very own judgement. There is no room for hate, there is no room for doubt. Everything you Want and everything you need, is only up to you.
When you believe, There is no room for ifs and buts, only will and power. Beyond your mind is your action, your word, the very fuel to the fire which gives you strength. The harder you strive, the better the result. Always put down what you are willing to gain. Never focus on the losses, only the victories that keep moving you. Only forward, never backwards; life is too short to watch the replay.
Remember, if you put in your best, you can never receive your worst. In the end, It is Never about the end. It is living the journey, learning the mistakes. Things dont always work out how you planned. But be at peace knowing you gave it your best, your finest. Your all. Whole-heatedly. No regrets.
When you believe in something, you use every second, every minute, and every hour hoping to fulfill the very one thing that can make you, or destroy you. The one thing only you know and you'll understand, no matter how many doubters doubt you. No matter how many people tell you; you won't, you mustn't, you can't. Prove them how misled they are.
Some will laugh at you, others will shun you away. Some will deny you, others will push you out. There will always be somebody better, there will always be somebody worse. Remember, you are here because you chose to be. You are here because you believe.
Accept your decision, comprehend your choice. Never let someone else's feeling cloud your very own judgement. There is no room for hate, there is no room for doubt. Everything you Want and everything you need, is only up to you.
When you believe, There is no room for ifs and buts, only will and power. Beyond your mind is your action, your word, the very fuel to the fire which gives you strength. The harder you strive, the better the result. Always put down what you are willing to gain. Never focus on the losses, only the victories that keep moving you. Only forward, never backwards; life is too short to watch the replay.
Remember, if you put in your best, you can never receive your worst. In the end, It is Never about the end. It is living the journey, learning the mistakes. Things dont always work out how you planned. But be at peace knowing you gave it your best, your finest. Your all. Whole-heatedly. No regrets.
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