What Do You See : Conclusion
They say God will save us....
And those who sin,
will go to hell.
The hell is the life you made for yourself...
So is the Heaven...
To die is to be dead
and be born again...
You choose your life...
You walk your road,
you fight your battles
and you carry on...
You bear a cross, you wear a crown...
We all suffer a time or two,
but it is up to us to stand strong
or fall down...
We dig our own pits...
And our carelessness results,
in us falling in one of them...
We have flaws,
nobody is perfect...
You can't look in the mirror
and say "I'm Perfect
I have no flaws..."
You're not...
and I bet you got a skeleton
or two in your closet...
So what if I did the the things
I've done...
I did what I had to do...
Because I felt it was up to me,
to past a test...
And I've done more than anybody
could imagine...
But I've also had just cause,
to do somethings I've done...
I blame nobody but me...
For I had choices...
But for Love, I blame Love...
Because for my test in love,
I chose to win, anothers' Heart...
But my test turned around...
But I'm like that...
I love, I'll do anything for someone,
I love...
I want a good life
and the one I love to have
a good life...
And I'll do anything,
to make it right...
Right and perfect...
No-body is perfect,
like I said before...
But I want my love to be
Perfect...
I will kill, steal, rob,
do anything to make it right...
And if anybody gets in my way,
will die...
I am very protective,
over my love of my life and child...
There will be no interference..
I believe in faithfulness,
honesty, and truth...
I hate cheaters, fakes, and liars...
But i always forgive...
But there must be an Apology,
and it must never happen again...
If so, punishment will be,
Penalty maybe announced as
Death...
I believe, if you kill those,
whom done you wrong,
the problem will be gone...
Because those who damn you,
and never accept you
will forever give you hell...
So they must die...
I don't like being haunted,
I don't like being an object...
The world is condemned...
Everybody, Poisoned...
Even me...
But sill I have a HEART...
But I can not trust myself,
for I am a little evil...
Yet I live in my beliefs...
So I am true to my word...
Friend or Foe,
you decide how to approach me...
Either way,
I'll always greet you
with a SMILE...
written in CCJ 08-10-2000
Copyright © Tina Menser | Year Posted 2009
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