beLIEve

at some point we all have to choose not to believe a believable lie, or else we will live with it, then in the end… choose to leave it anyway… such a waste of time don’t you think?

walk the talk

if you walk a mile in someone else’s shoes…

… who is going to walk in your shoes then?


say it

sometimes you just have to say what you mean and mean what you say…
even if, more often than not, it can probably get you in a lot of trouble…
because wouldn’t you rather be in trouble than be troubled???


sleep knot

the night to clear my heart of any doubts…

the moon to keep me dreaming for more…

the stars to keep me hoping for better…

the sunrise to promise me a new beginning…

the sunset to throw me back to reality…

the cigarette to keep me company…

… and…

the coffee? well… it just keeps me awake…


Who?

you have to accept the fact that friends you know…
will sometimes end up as friends you once knew…

Selfie Anybody?

Sometimes I think self-preservation is useless if you cannot even live with the self that you are trying to preserve…


How Can I Say?

How can I say, that my life is complete
When all I can see, is total disarray
I look around me, and I see people smiling
And I say, ain’t your life incomplete

How can I say, that I don’t hurt no more
When all I can feel, is grief deep in my soul
I look around me, and I see all the lovin’
And I say, can’t you feel any pain

How can I say, that it’s you it’s not me
When all I can say, is everything is okay
I look around me, and people think that we’re okay
And I say, not everything is okay

How can I say, you don’t hear all my cries
When all you can hear, is my laugh that I try
I look around me, and people think that I’m happy
And I say, you don’t see the tears that I hide

How can I say, that I also get sad
When all you can see, is my happy face that is fab
I look around me, and people expect me to be funny
And I say, sometimes it’s hard when I’m sad


Got Chance?

the truth of the matter is, there is really no second chance…
because everyday that we wake up to a new day is a chance…
what is really sad about it, is that we tend to just waste that chance…
then desperately make ourselves believe, that it is still our second… chance.


then so be it.

some people will continue to crucify & judge you for a mistake that you have done for the rest of your life…

sometimes the irony of that mistake is… you have regretted doing it and paid a high price for it already…

so i guess, it really just boils down to one question… who is more hung up about it? you or them?

and having said that… i guess there is only one thing left to say… then so be it …


proMISSED

… if you make promises, keep them …

… because if you cannot keep them…

… then do not effin make them …


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