Realise someday your mistake,
For someone might leave you in your wake.
People are people, and people lie,
Dont go asking, as to why.
Hearts are good, but some are ugly,
Look how karma smiles at you smugly.
So, be not clay, for circumstances to mould,
Diamonds are better, for resolutely they hold!
People are people, and people, they fake,
They blame their stars, for decisions they make.
If ever they go about something wrong,
They’re sure to have a list of justifications long.
People are people, they live and they die,
Some of them gentle, some of them sly
Few that care, the rest that pry
But people are people, forgive and forget
Do your best, no time to regret!
i was a young lad back then, oblivious to deceit, eager to make friends, to love n be loved, dreaming about fantastic futures. And when you’re unprepared, your world can come crashing down on you real fast. What matters then, is how you react to the situation the first moment you find out. I didn’t have anyone tell me all this back then. I wouldn’t let anyone know anything, bottling up everything, thinking i could make it though and fix everything all on my own. And so it kept getting darker n darker till I finally became quite close to what I always disliked. And thats where my self doubt came from. I’m a lot more confident in myself today than i was as a young buck, and its all because i felt really low and salvaged my confidence through courage and a sense of honour that I never knowingly do anyone any ill. So forgive yourself for things you can’t change, make right what you can and try to make sure you never slip again. Through this, clear your conscience, be at peace with who you are, and your confidence in yourself will be felt by the world around you. And this will equip you with the necessary tools to fix your life. So despair, but know when to stop, slap yourself, think about it from the perspective of a bystander and Work your way through the Bullshit.
And here is the hopeless old me :
The hearts, they break,
And the hopes, they die.
All thats left behind,
Is a single wild cry.
A cry so wild, that peace it takes,
A cry so loud, the house, it shakes.
And the lips, they tremble as they sip,
Eyes, red and hurting, as they drip.
All the beauty in the world,
Couldn’t bring back the soul’s cool.
And all the money in the world,
Could bring no refuge to the fool.
The glass he drinks from, shatters and cuts,
And out, all the love he shuts.
He sees then just how naive he’d been,
Loving the needle that breaks his skin.
Alone he sits in deep regret,
Cus Love is what he’ll never get!
A heart, burnt and corrupted,
Vicious, vile and destructive,
Born to fear and rage,
All chained up and locked in a cage.
Suffocation a regular practice,
Eyes no longer distracted.
All that’s soft withering away,
All things rough, here to stay.
The truth, unpleasant and bitter
Sinking in. Poor miserable critter.
When light blinds, darkness is home,
Matter not the creatures that roam.
Easier to hate than forgive and forget,
Unperceived demise, well met!
Experience, the bark; hate, the root.
A sibling a sibling is ready to shoot.
The deliverer, receiver, accomplice lost,
The deliverer paying the highest cost!
He who wrongs in his ways is set,
And like, like shall always beget.
Candle extinguished, dark all over,
Taking control of the man once sober.
When the light hurts and darkness consumes,
Everyday one side of the line he’ll choose.
Wars are never a good idea. Sacrificing brave lives for their own whim? What would leaders sniffing money know about sacrifice? Real Chiefs were those who charged at the front lines, not these bomb shelter hiding weak men. Ordering troops to do their bidding, that, what they never would. Like Icarus, the mighty that abuse their power shall fall to their pride and pay dearly for all misdeeds.
Borders, race, religion, occupation.
Borders don’t protect, they bind and separate.
Race, how people don’t see the beauty of evolutionary diversity, beats me.
Religion, all is one, but they take up arms against brothers with opinions. And those without an opinion or a flexible one are looked down upon! Is there no freedom even for thought?
Occupation? Do you really dislike the people who work hard, sweat and even bleed so you can have all the comforts you do?
Still think you’re mentally sound? I say you’re all pea brained, me being one of you. We can’t see past ourselves can we? Keep forgetting how we affect others who are more or less as deep as we are. These people that walk past us aren’t just empty shells, give them a chance, most will surprise you. So, keep an open mind and let you worlds expand. We keep on growing till we die, so lets all grow together. Let’s not let hate send us to our demise, let’s bury it in its grave and let the phoenix of unity and harmony rise and take over again.