negativity
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Bitter is the cold, cold swamp
It brings only a feverish bed full of moss and muck
The willows of its land weep over the dead
Lemons
My mother has never liked
the taste of lemons.
They are too sour,
displeasing.
That’s probably why she doesn’t like me.
What love is not
Love is not cynical
Love is not unkind
Love is not controlling
Love is not blind
Love does not harm
Love does not boast
All I feel is negativity. I love to go to school. Life out of school is too much to handle. I love Him. He is sweet and kind deep down. But, he is broken and lost. I am lost. I feel like the walls of my life are closing in on me.
gravity. the force that attracts a body toward the center of the earth, or toward any other physical body having mass.
I ABSOLUTELY POSITIVELY DONT NEED ANY NEGATIVITY AROUND ME..
I WOULD RATHER BE FREE..
I WOULD RATHER BE, FREE OF LIES AND TEARFUL CRIES...
I WOULD PERHAPS TAKE A TRIP AS FAR AS TIME FLIES...
knowing when to stand down
being aware of when to shut up
allowing ideas to form without speaking them
all will pay off in the end
Theres something for all of us on the other side
Something special, decieve us and we come to find
That all the evils that we've known correspond
with everthing we've ever wanted; thats no suprise
I forget that the fall leads to a rise.
Because as you descend there must
always be room to ascend
And the same can be said for climbing,
only to tumble down mercilessly
our life is filled with debauchery and decadence
we start wanting to be held
and scream at our discontents.
gratitude becomes meaningless bouts of words
and narssicism takes place
You say you want WOLD PEACE
but your not willing to fight
for the one thing you believe
you think its impossible
for the sun to shine on everyone a
the same time I believe
The tick tick ticking of time passing by
The climbing numbers of a clock while,
My mother tells me to stop, the minute hand
Whispers to the hairs stretching up
I plant seeds that I never see
Imagine a world with no sense of privilege, no sense of self betterment, no sense of egocentrism.
If everyone were the same, then no one would feel downtrodden.
Everyone would feel the obligation to help one another.
Once was a heart of a dreamer,
Full of aspirations,
Hope of the nation.
Once was a toxicated heart of a dreamer,
Crippled by disbelievers,
Only left with imaginations.
If I could change one thing in this world I would eliminate doubt.
You could be the next Picasso, the next Magic Johnson, the next Steve Jobs, the next Oprah.
But you're scared of what he thinks, what she thinks.
I've only a little more than a dozen years
But I can sit here and feel your fears.
I can see the rise and fall
Of the most glorious kingdom of all.
And despite all that I yearn,
I will change how you perceive me
The world is waiting
Clouds clearing
Our eyes finally esteemed to what really may be
I believe the allusion has sewn our seam
The allusion of difficulty
If there was one any thing I could change around me
it would be all the negativity day in and day out around me
its makes no sense to hate on someone who
is doing better then you
let that person persevere
When you have a bad day
and you're tired and torn,
when you look up to the sky
and ask why you were born,
don't let it get to you,
because you're better than that.
Don't let it trouble you,
Their magnetic hands grab at mepulling me into the darkInebriated with emotions.. "NO! Won't stop..won't stop.."A spirit inside me is screaming"Can't lose myself-must keepgoing."
They always want more from youYou can never give them enoughYou can try your hardestAnd do you bestBut it will not be good enough to themThat is when you need to leave
A bully is someone who uses
Insults, violence, fear, or manipulation
To get what the bully wants
Or just to put down those around them.
