Thus how I feel about life
4Pretty Clever
You think your pretty clever, but you can’t break me ever, one day you’ll will see secrets are not ment to keep. Erasing all the proof, doesn’t mean your fool proof. I have learned the hard way, lost something great this way. I guess its my turn to feel his burns. To know what it was like to live in someone else’s world to. To know that broken trust can’t be mended when there is so much more they keep hidden. To try and try again just to be proved right again and again. Waiting waiting patiently waiting for you to prove me wrong. Standing bare giving chance after chance. Yet still you try to deceive me. Not telling and deleting is the same as fucking cheating. I finally am getting what I deserve karma is serving me a full plate. Can’t say I have much room to blame, I have treat someone undeserving just the same.
Stand Up
Stand up and face another dreaded day, Waking up with bill collecters at bay.
While poverty faces another clash in down fall,mothers lose thier homes.
No electrcity at all. Stand up go out and disgrace your self another day.
Come on girl you got bills to pay.As the walls come crashing down on you,
The sadness wells within your eyes, of another mother who cant feed her child.
Stand up and give a round of applouse to the ass hole running this free country we can now call nothing but dirt.
As the politicians spend millions marketing your votes, There 200,000 thousand homless child ready to croak.
Stand up and speak your mind there is no peace of mind when you face your self in the mirror everyday.
Strugglin to find work all you find is closed down shops and for sale signs.
Don’t worry though O’bama and Mc.Cain sit in thier high dollar throwns talking about how the country will just get another loan.
While families every where are losing thier homes and living in cars.
Stand up and face another day….. while the government takes every bit of your life and freedom away.
Pull The Trigger
Decicrate
my mind and soul, walking away is the only thing I know.
Solituide
Is how I escape from the pain I can not face.
lonliness
How the story ends every time, Walkin only to leave with tears.
Incomplete
The way i feel every hour , every minute, every day.
Blame
No one else to point a finger at but me.
Sorrow
Something that always seems to reside, just beneath my surface.
Emptiness
Just another home that nests beneath my flesh.
Grief
Grips my by my chest, It’s beating me to the ground.
Good Byes
For me 2 words to often said, Or not said when it matters.
LOVE
Is something I can not convince my self i am worthy of giving nor getting.
So the trigger weighs in heavy, It’s burns in my hands are deep.
These open wounds that continue seeping.
The constant nothing. The perpetual everything.
So I Pull the Trigger, With a soft relaxing smile.
And float into my obscure and withering silence.
Pull the Trigger my inner demons say to me.
Pull the Trigger and set us free.
