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-Sentimentality can blind a man to the truth.Those who appear the most trustworthy deserve
the most suspicion. So check on those we trust (Trust But Check).
The people closest to us cause the most pain
When emotions are dry they expose us to more rain
They say trust is a virtue
On our mind from dawn to dusk like a child's curfew
When I sit and think about trusting another girl
My mother
A friend
My brother
I change my mind
Brush trust to the side
I'll never forget how much I trusted her and got cheated on
When I was little trusted my mother and got beated on
Trusted my dad but got badly neglected
Thought me and him were homies but got badly disrespected
All grown up now and nobody can get close
I feel I trust myself the most
For others I possess no feelings
Like a ghost
Catch them in their lies pure intuition
The ones most trustworthy get the most suspicion
Traitors can't get an ounce of trust out of me
Thank God I study psychology
I can't help it, they all screw up
Knocked down the ranks soon after they move up
I offer my experiences to all who read this
No one can be trusted, please believe this
Check on those we trust
Verification is a must
Be watchful and vigilant of people who label you with lust
Women don't set youself up to get laid or played
Men don't allow yourself to sprayed or played
Trust doesn't exist anymore at least in this generation
Looking for love in all places
Such desperation
Spot them before they spot you
Identify the clue
If you can trust them then fine
This is just my opinion
My view
As you have just read, I have a serious trust issue. People only use you for an ulterior
motive they secretly conceal. I know, I know, everybody must face the fact they will be
used. Then again, what about the method of OVERUSING people. Humans in all shapes,
sizes, genders or colors can be so deceiving. I sound bitter, I know that already, but come
on even family can't be trusted. This is just my opinion and cry out to any one to just check
on the people that lust for your confidence. Just cause they appear trustworthy doesn't mean
a thing...
They say without trust, a relationship won't last. They are right. For strange reason however,
I can't seem to trust family, a stranger, a friend, boy or girl. Scary? You tell me. But...What if
I can't trust myself...?
sabatoge of autopilot
couldnt turn it off
was anyone even on the plane
the fake list of names
the switched camera feeds
are we looking at this from the right angle
so i was thinking my thoughts about thinking
and i thunk i thought a thought
i think i thunk it
whatever thought i thunk
not to sure what i'm thinking
the story of marilyn manson
studied to look for the tell tale signs
of being victomised like this
when these things show up in your kids
you will know why he did what he did
hired to fix the affects of charles
The game of catching a serial killer 101
never really understood the massacre i saw
the study of this may be worthwhile
strategic puzzle pieces
the series will end with a naked man in a vice
a match will be lit
and the enemy dead before it hits the floor
sold my soul to the devil
found myself reborn from old man winter
to become the meaning of life sold on a cold day in hell
we were all there
you don't remember
we just barely got away
the digital soul i now own
the one where jesus masterminds crazy
the devil torn between the bounty on my head to press the button
to strike me down with the missile for the billions of dollars on my head
or the gift of genocide i could offer
a choice offered of the better of two evils
the indecision to make a decision for someone who always gets what he wants
the crying game is such a shame
time is up for the decision
i'll sell this opportunity to someone else who can afford the simple mindgame
renegade intelligence saves the day
crazy haze maybe
a group of people unreliable and unresponsible for personal accountability
manipulating someone with a life made to be unfair
the songs all about me may lead to the one who likes to travel
and what those six artists have in common
welcome to the great and secret show
Your chemical warfare among the celebrities
manipulated to make mistakes
houston we have a problem
and if you ask britney she would tell you it was crack
sorry for the ill fortune of bodyguards
strung out on steroids
makes you wonder whats going on
in the autopilot of your renegade intelligence
who teaches people to do these things?
I'm so confused with my life, to many decisions, to many consequences, to much pain and
hurt...why wont my mind unclowd itself? Where am I to go, I'm torn between
places....unknown territory, or familiar faces.
Lost in a world shaded with doubt, there is no one here to help me out. I try to run away
from my problems, but there is no where to go I'm stuck inside myself. It feels like I'm
standing in a crowd of 1,000 people screaming at the top of my lungs, crying tears of
hoplessness...yet no one even turns a head. Nobody asks if I need some help, just a little
advice to someone who hasn't seemed to figure out what life's about.
Down on my knees now what am I to do? Should I pray to the man in the sky? I think he's a
lie, too many people have had to die. Am I next or am I to wait? I don't want to have it be a
surprise, I want to know if I'm to die when I close my eyes. So many questions but no
answers, there's no one to ask, so I guess it doesn't matter.
I'm tired of living this hopeless lie, that's why all I do is cry. I sleep all day so I'm up all
night, I don't have to deal with a single person, or lose another fight, nor open another door
that has no one inside.
I look into your eyes and see into your soul, I wish I could be with you, and let you take
control. But once again I'm in my trance and I push another away, so here I am by myself
far from okay. I can't seem to trust anyone who comes to near, because I fear they'll hurt
me and I'll cry more tears. I Slap people in the face with my poisoned angery tongue, I
know it burns deep within their mind leaving scars upon there ego.
Someday in this lifetime I hope things will change inside me and in this world, and I'll change
into a strong woman and not a scared little girl. Tears will turn to dust for I will not need their
company, lies will turn to truth for I don't need a secret identity. Fears will turn to hopes, and
dreams to reality, anger turned to joy, and love from infedelity.
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the people around you are going to die
before you do---
the people you love,
the people you hate &
even the people that you haven’t quite come to any conclusion about---
they will all
perish
before you,
because if you go,
they go
automatically---
and this isn’t new,
or exciting, or
especially
thrilling to hear---
but it is something that we all know
deep down in our own hearts & minds
when we feel most vulnerable &
most alone in this accidental world in which
each
one of
us
is an accident as well,
but it certainly should shed some light on the value of our present
existence---
it certainly should make us look around &
see the faces of the people who know us best
in
this
very
moment---
the smiles & the frowns, the laughs & the tears which all come with
our very human lives,
illustrating the very essence of what it is to be alive
amongst so much
death---
and though all who we love & with whom we share our warmest
occasions will
disappear,
their personalities will halt only in the fact that they
no longer produce new
material---
we are so fortunate to have shared a deep conversation,
or an exchange of intimate thoughts with
anyone in this
short
short
life,
so that when our family & friends have gone,
we still walk in the library of their memory---
we still pull from the shelves
volumes
of words & actions
which defined for us both sweet &
bittersweet
connections
that now still illuminate our own
heartbeats,
our own thought processes &
our every
step,
if we are so wise to not dwell in the inevitable
sadness that these individuals are physically
gone & to instead
take them with us in our own journey while we
still are
breathing
life.
Everything ain't all good with these boyzn the hood
They speacialize in weapons like teachers give lessons
Like post convicts master deception
It's "A Time To Kill" on "2300 Jackson street"
And these situations repeat and they "Die Hard"
Children on drugs suffering from wounds and scars
Daddy and mommy behind bars
And it's a "Nightmare on Elm Street"
Right up the street from "Dawsons creek"
Just around the corner from "one tree hill"
Not nearly near any of those places but still
Cause these places prolly don't have people with masked faces
Running and escaping from someone they just killed
Back in the hood they went from poor to poorer
people afraid to go to the corner store because of the horror
Robbing and shooting crazy people looting
To hatred they're constantly saluting
Drug black people so this pain gets deeper than the "deep blue sea" parents leaving their children "home
alone"
While they watch MTV it's some sort of "obsession"
In other parts of the country
While children in the ghetto are hungry
Daddy ain't home anymore so they're lonely
Little infant child has no food so he's bony
So she can't deal with it and so she finds a way to deal wit it
It's either buy it or steal it in her mindset it's legitimate
But that's what you get when they put us in positions where we automatically forfeit
We live in cities where there is broken asphalt and concrete
Life would be so sweet if we lived in a place like "sesame street"
Cause I bet that street never reeks
Where love is filled up to the top And it never leaks
Meanwhile back at the projects got sophisticated criminals
And most of the time their crime is never at the minimal
They're so evil they will even try to rob God
Open wide and taste the truth it's no longer homicide
It's genocide
That Sunday Morning,
the fresh scent of winter in the air,
just slightly coming through the door every time it opens,
entering with the people coming in from the outside,
and following them everywhere they go.
Everyone seated,
spaced out as if saving a seat for someone that was never coming.
A man up at the front,
he speaks,
wanting me to listen,
and he thinks I am for my eyes are on him,
but my mind wanders farther away with every word he says.
He asks for a moment of silence,
and as I see curly, grey-haired women
and the almost fully-bald elderly men bow their heads,
I too, look to the floor.
I do not close my eyes like everyone else;
they remain open as I study my shoes on the back of the pew in front of me.
I know I shouldn't have my feet on the books,
getting them dirty from the dry, dust-like dirt on the bottom of my shoes,
but I do it anyway.
I finally notice the silence of the room,
so big it could echo with every slight movement you make,
yet remains silent.
There are so many people in here with me,
too many to count without getting distracted by the beautiful fall leaves,
catching the warm, yellow sunlight outside the partially shaded window.
Still so silent you can hear the clock ticking from the other side of the room.
For the first time I close my eyes
and picture darkness.
My mind wanders and finally,
when I open my eyes,
seeing so many people surprised me,
for the silence was so deep,
it was as if their spirits had left their bodies,
As if they were already in Heaven,
As if God had already called them home,
but he left me behind because I had not listened to what the pastor was saying.
Because I never closed my eyes during prayer,
or maybe, because I had my feet on the pew in front of me,
dirtying the books.
don't trust anybody
information should be free
well your face
your numbers
your stolen identity
the reason you cant get a credit card
how many people selling themselves to cash in
sold the lies of sex and drugs on parade
stop the charade
nobody is doing what they are supposed to be doing here
now are they
celebritory status
whine grop snivel
and drive eachother insane
pick apart the truth
but behold
the information highway?
betrays us all
its nothing but shotty workwanship
an easy way out
dowloadable suicide
spy versus spy
big brother watching
idea men said to be great people
but who cna they trust as they roam their mansions
peering through their secret windows
nothing here is true
nothing here is free
whine me dine me
hide behind the screen and lie to me
sell yourself for free
work this 9-5 pipe dream
here comes the sunshine
you did it all for free
no online textbook, no homework assingment to become a professional student
a hierarchy for madmen
and seasons for scandals
hope your not a veteran
because anything you pay for at school
you wont find here
in the midst of lies
and fraud
and sex
and suicide
and complaints
and people trying to be something
new years resolution
new year nothing
same thing it is now
is the way its going to be
people actually pay for this
a liar called the television
and now you can pay to lie to the world
who looks guilty
not too many researchers researching papers for free
guess we get off on this level of narcisum
but to heir is human
and the simple con of shortening words like laugh out loud
or talk to you later nothing more than adding their codes to make their job easier
as the pedal sex and drugs on your chat browser
count me out
im gonna start writing for diplomacy
Desired for a walk in an empty street
Gone astray from the city and the crowd
The moon and the stars will guide
To brightened up this dim night
Yearning for loneliness sometimes
Days are completed by traps and pains
Desired of diversion from the tension
To find peace in this gallant night
And the dark and the cold are comfort
Merged to gain a spark of hope
This tired mind needed a recharge
Just wandering around
No fear is bound
The sun waves goodbye beyond those clouds
As the sky just faded away, just faded away
A tough sight of earthly figure
Standing still without react
With fur looked nothing like mine
Color like the ground where I stand
And the moonlight brightened up his charisma
How amazing, I stare from the land that I stand
No word has spoken, all I can hear is the sound of your dancing fur
Following the rhythm of the night breeze
In this open shelter to all the missing souls
Dear anonymous, I asked you to accompany me
Oh, I’m not like those people who intend to build a kingdom?
Oh, I’m not like those people who would break their hearts in instant
I just want to find one life
I just want to find one love
I’m nobody; I only see things from my drowsy eyes
The city is too crowd that why I seek for loneliness elsewhere
Under the sky is everybody’s home
As the sky becomes my roof and the grass is the ground where I rest
My four exhausted feet have led me to you
Resting my eyes just for this one long night
And between those stars I know that
One of them is wondering why I’m here all by myself
I have traveled through battles of persuasion
I may not be a man’s best friend but I’m not a foe
Got a find another home, got to find another heart to love
As I share everything to you
My silent friend
Tell me what do you really have to lose when you come and accept in your heart,God’s son?
Don’t you think that this is much better, than burning in hell, a place so much hotter than the very sun?
Life can offer us so much more than we can handle it in too many unfortunate moments of our life
Sometimes we can’t see things clear and that’s when we can make more mistakes and find in our way more pain and strife.
It seems there are so many choices in our life, and more things to choose from all the time, everyday
So be watchful and choose everything very carefully, as you find sometimes your way.
Every day the sun raises high, but sometimes the sun hides and heavily falls only rain
In every blade of grass dews shine and in every roses petals love awakes and hopes then reigns.
Time passes painfully slow sometimes,time watches and never ever stops for you me nor anyone.
Reflections of bygone days are great, when people and times were a lot kinder than what we have today.
Life is good and bad too, do you want it more good than bad, well,that’s the choice you have to opt for.Make it right!Make it worthwhile!
Why don’t you give something instead of taking for a change, give a word of encouragement give away your smile.
Life wasn’t ever meant to be just fine and see love and smiles on everybody’s hearts, eyes and face
The world is not just like that in real life, and our life is not even balanced most of the time, any place
People everywhere just grab and take all them can,but there's still hope,even when most people seem not to care
And as I look at the glow fading fast thru my window, clouds with their arms high,gather up lovingly,all the remmnants,of the days glare!
For I wonder how this world
would be if people didn't judge
one another
For I wonder if we were all
blind would we embrace love
more from any nationality
For I wonder if we kept corporal
punishment in schools would
we have so many people killed
by our children today
For I wonder if parents would
teach their children to eat
healthy and the reasons why to
if fast food places would go out
of business
For I wonder if our girls were
taught that having copulation
with so many men they would
not only have a Chance of
picking up disease but having
several different spirits entering
their body's would so many of
them fornicate still
For I wonder because when
people judge one another it
leads to ..color/nationality
causes family to be torn apart
due to some individuals loving
out of their race..no corporal
punishment leads to our
children having no
structure...fast foods are given
majority of the time to
substitute for a home cook
meal...when our girls realize
that if they have a new partner
and they recall the prior
partner(s) during that moment
they should realize that those
men left their spirits within
their mind body and soul.. For
if we read our Daily Word/Bible
we would know do not judge
and be
not judge. Love one another as
He loves us. For earthly/natural
food were given not only to
feed our guts but to cure
ourselves
instead of depending upon man
made/chemical induced foods.
Spear the rod spoil the child.
You should not copulate not
unless you are married. All of
these tools leaves us to protect
ourselves but many choose to
do the latter
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