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We Are the World

They said the Earth was flat and we believed
Until we realized how foolish it seemed
They said we could not be friends for our colors weren’t the same
We shook hands and smiled, and learned each others’ names
They said peace couldn’t exist in this day and age
Yet we write the treaties day by day, page by page
They said about a computer malfunction…They cried “Y2K!”
We calmly responded, “It will all be OK.”
They said so many things could never be done
We proved them wrong, one by one
They say children are starving. They cannot be saved.
Their road to the afterlife has already been paved.
They say our attempts to help have no meaning
That they will die, and our only option is grieving
They say that they completely understand
That it just didn’t quite go according to God’s plan
And while the children famine, they enjoy their feasts
So today we want you to listen at least
They say this and that, but we will prove them wrong
We Are the World, we are free and strong
We will not give in to empathy or greed
We will reach out a hand to someone in need
We will help every man, woman, boy and girl
We stand as one…We are the world

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Advice

You told me you had high hopes for me
But I'm just a regular guy
You act as if it's entirely my fault
That I like to cheat, steal, and lie
 
I told you, I was simply drinking the alcohol
To drown away my pain
You told me I should try new things
So I tried heroine and cocaine
 
You told me to try and get a fresh new start
So I took the initiative and moved
It wasn't my fault my roommate was mean to me
If you met him, you'd have shot him too
 
You told me that everything would be ok
And then I was sent to jail
I had one phone call to try and get out
But you told me you wouldn't pay my bail
 
You went off to have a family
And told me never to talk to you again
I lost my mind, body, and soul
But never stopped calling you friend
 
I finally got out and looked for you
And found you much farther away than you said
You told me never to call and to never come near
So I used my binoculars instead
 
You seemed very distant from me
So I came to your home address
I came to your home and rang the bell
All of a sudden I was under arrest
 
Back to jail I went yet again
And dialed your number with my one call
You told me you were no longer my friend
And I deserved to suffer the pain of my fall
 
You told me that I'd be better off dead
So I took your word, fair and square
Now that the noose is tied around my neck
Would you mind kicking away the chair?

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Hypnotized

Is slavery dead? Honestly it isn’t
Those of us who conform are stuck within a prison
We follow celebrities and we wear their clothes
As if they are Gods and we are mere mortals

As if they are shepherds and we are merely sheep
As if they are they are the strong and we are the weak
We quote their words and become their clones
And if we break their trend, we are left alone

And as they pass, we shower them with gifts
Money, so they can go and get their face lifts
Fame, so they can go out and conquer more slaves
Power, so they can destroy those who call them fake

They’ve brainwashed us so much we’ve gone completely numb
We openly cheer when the hero pulls out his gun
We don’t understand that we’re all completely mindless
We’re overjoyed only if the screen shows senseless violence

Nearby a police officer fights for his life
As a drug dealer tries to stab him with a butterfly knife
We’d call for help, but we’re busy with our own stuff
Discussing how the movie was good, but the killing wasn’t realistic enough

Our emotions are gone, we are all just droids
We don’t cry when we hear about a little boy
Who was killed in a shooting by a merciless gang
Because his father was part of the Ku Klux Klan

Instead we just shrug and respond “That’s the world today.”
“His father was an idiot,” is all that most people can say
“Things happen for a reason. That’s the Lord’s way.”
But that night, for that boy, everyone forgets to pray

We watch a few minutes of the news, not because we want to know
Coming up next is the new hit reality show
We’d rather watch girls dancing and grinding on each other
Instead of observing a woman work two jobs and be a good mother

And if disaster strikes, we observe the destruction and pain
The details of the damaged are extensively explained
But money only comes to charities with writing on the bag
The money must be packaged with a rich man’s name tag

So when the people see, they will remember what his mask looks like
He only cares if he’s quoted saying, “They will be all right.”
And with that, his money, fame, and power grows
And in the next election, it could even win him more votes

Learn to break the chains, learn to set yourself free
Your eyes are open, but you must learn to see
Don’t drink their potion. Don’t let them inside
Don’t stare at the pendulum too long or you’ll be hypnotized

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Jaime's Fall

I hear the women crying, I hear the children scream
I see the sun’s fiery rays, each and every glowing beam
 
I feel the wind blowing and then my hair gets in my eyes
I try and wipe my tears away as I silently say goodbye
 
And up above is Jamie, as he stands upon the roof
His clothes flailing in the wind, his eyes completely aloof
 
He told me he’d be leaving. I didn’t think it would be this way
If I would have seen it earlier, maybe he could have been saved
 
Instead, I’m watching him above, starting to accept
The fact that he can’t overcome the complete lack of respect
 
His father told him he was worthless, his mother told him to die
I curse them both for not being here now as their son stares into the sky
 
The drugs that Jaime had turned to had helped him for some time
But side effects also included Jaime losing his mind
 
Jaime would cry and then he’d smile and then he’d lose his cool
He’d tell the world he was enjoying life before getting in fights during school
 
The principal said he would go nowhere, the kids said he was crazy
The police said he was just a minor, the teachers said he was lazy
 
And now together, we are all watching, begging him to take two steps back
But Jaime has already signed his deal, he and death already made a pact
 
In his eyes, I know he’s gone already. He isn’t nervous, anxious or scared
I know that he can’t hear me, but I don’t really care
 
“I’ll miss you with all my heart, my friend.  Goodbye,” I choke as I call
And just right cue, Jaime smiles, spreads his arms wide, and falls

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Misunderstandings

They said I was young, they said I was foolish
As I made many mistakes of all types
They misunderstood; I was taking those risks
To find some purpose in my life
 
They said I was strong for succeeding in life
And never being mentally frail
They misunderstood; I worked my hardest
To make sure I would never fail
 
They said I was foolish for trying to win you over,
For thinking a chance with you was even true
They misunderstood; I could never ignore
The beauty God had given to you
 
They said it was amazing, despite all the turmoil
We had made it for so long
They misunderstood; for us it was as easy
As discerning right from wrong
 
They called me caring, loving, and charming
And being the best husband there could be
They misunderstood; I was just trying to give back
The love you had bestowed onto me
 
They called me lost, deranged, insane
That I was living the epitome of a lie
They misunderstood; I was just in denial
That you had left my life and died
 
They called me pitiful for weeping at the funeral
For not being able to stay through it all
They misunderstood; I wanted you alive
I wish I had taken the fall
 
They said I was crazy for jumping off that building
At the age of thirty seven
They misunderstood; I was trying to get to you
So we could be together again in heaven

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Directions

Look left to my sorrow
Full of blood and tears
Full of sweat and pain
Nothing is ever clear
 
Look right and see my fury
My hatred towards my opponents
Look behind and see my apathy
Filled to the brim of lack of emotion
 
Take a few steps forward
See the angel's blood stains
Beside the torn wings stands a demon
Picking at the body's remains
 
Continue down the path
Covered by the dark cloak
Not a star in the sky
Only more fog and smoke
 
Look over your shoulder
And see the field of hate
Come to a fork in the road
Just continue going straight
 
Continue your journey
As you hear the raven cry
Feel fear itself
As you look into the sky
 
You continue to walk forward
You cannot scream or yell
You only see the final sign
It reads, "Welcome to hell"

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My New Home

I stand in the rain, my heart filled with pain
My clothes are covered with many bloodstains
I look to the sky and begin to cry
The heavens never opened when I was alive
 
So why would they open now? To Him I still cannot bow
For God has watched as my life has dwindled down
And crumbled to nothing, yet I’m still left wanting
I’ve accepted death, yet I’m still looking for something
 
I fall to my knees, I beg and plead
I need to go to heaven and see
My sister to tell her, I’m sorry I never
Understood when she said I needed to be better
 
She kept telling me my lies, and helpless cries
Would take me nowhere, and yet I never tried
To hear what she said, now I’m close to dead
The concrete underneath my final bed
 
The water hits my face, a man fallen from grace
I can’t stop the blood from spreading all over the place
I’ll never see Heaven’s gates, the clouds never break
I cannot amend for all my mistakes
 
This is why I made a fist, no longer thinking of risks,
I took the knife and cut deep into my wrists
The pain is overbearing, draining, wearing
I’m numb to it all, I’ve completely stopped caring
 
The Devil joyously shouts, I can hear him cry out
My soul was always his, there was never any doubt
I did too much wrong, I was never strong
Heaven was a place I never belonged
 
I tell my sister I’m sorry, I don’t want her to worry
I hope she can hear me, but the Devil’s in quite a hurry
I hear the sirens bells, people calling for help
But I’ve already left for my new home…Hell.

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Angels' Wings

To one who has touched angels' wings
From one who still reaches
To one who has learned all there is to know
From one who knowledge beseeches

To one who has attained peace
From one who fights for pride
To one who is stands in the center
From one who sits off to the side

To one who is always carried
From one who must always walk
To one who is always spoken to
From one who must always talk

To one who everyone adores
From one who needs love
To one who is never below
From one who is never above

To one who is perfect
From one makes mistakes
To one who always wins
From one who loses after raising the stakes

To one who always knows
From one who must always learn
To one who never worries
From one who is always concerned

To one who has created the world
From one who lives on this Earth
To one who has never been sad
From one who has never had mirth

To one who always smiles
From one who always frowns
To one who always hears prayers
From one who hears horrid sounds

Hear my prayer to you God
To help me learn Your teachings
To You, who has touched angels’ wings
From me, who is always reaching

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Love Story

I always loved to be alone
To be away from the world and from all the unknown
To live my life with a daily routine
To never see and to never be seen
 
I always loved to walk by myself
With silence around and no one else
To bother me as I collect my thoughts
No one to tell me what I forgot
 
I always loved to hear the engine's sounds
As I sat in the driver's seat with no one around
To tell me that I was going too fast
Or that they were scared that I was going to crash
 
I always loved getting coffee in a small shop
Where I could read my paper from bottom to top
With no one asking for the Living or Lifestyle section
Or to hear another opinion about the upcoming election
 
I always loved all of these things
But then I met you with your crazy mood swings
With your insane views about the world
I hated when you acted like a little girl
 
I hated the fact that you always seemed to talk
I couldn't read the paper now without having to stop
Every fifteen minutes to hear your pointless chatter
When I thought I was composed, my thoughts would scatter
 
I hated not being able to hear the gears shift
As the car picked up speed and then began to drift
You would turn on the radio and begin to sing along
As I thought I’d scream because I despised that song
 
I hated not being able to walk in the park
Without you by my side while it was chilly and dark
And you’d borrow my coat and have me hold you tight
While I would freeze in the cold of that winter night
 
I hated the fact that you were never near
When I needed you most and filled with fear
But then you’d come to the rescue and dry my tears
And suddenly my vision would become so clear
 
I hated it all, even from the first day
How you had broken my loneliness in a beautiful way
I now hate being alone because it seems
I always have loved you, the girl of my dreams

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Liar's Diary

You look me in the face
I look you in the eye
You cannot distinguish
Between truth or lie
 
I tell you that I love you
I can make you smile
I can make you happy
Even if it's for a little while
 
You trust me wholeheartedly
You always believe
Until you find a clue
And realize you've been deceived
 
You quickly confront me
I tell you I'm not lying
You see my tears
You see me crying
 
Your guilt consumes you
You apologize
You bid me to cease
My tears and cries
 
And just like the first time
You believe me, your friend
Only to be proven
Wrong yet again
 
Confrontation resumes
My words don't reach your ears
I've changed from your biggest dream
To your biggest fear
 
You lose communication
We don't talk for years
And after time passes
Everything becomes clear
 
Except you see me years later
I tell you I've changed
You smile because you're happy
I smile because I'm insane