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Shine like a diamond when the world calls you coal
Ignite like a flame, even in winters so cold
Fly like a dove when storms are approaching.
Stand tall like a tree, when no one is watching
Don’t give up and never give in
Keep fighting the fight and someday you’ll win
So don’t give up and never give in
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again
This world will not greet you
Alright, enough with this nice girl bullshit
It took too long to understand that an open hand can't hold shit
'Cause the more you give, the more they want
We tend to live for those who judge,We tend to forget that we’re masters of our own soul,If we look for our - selves the whole time,Why let somebody change it all. Love is what you give, how it makes you feelNot about what you get because it all f
I look at him
He stared at my flashing eyes
They're conceived by sadness in disguise
If I stared at it long enough
Maybe it'll probably cry
Maybe if I speak to it two hours a day, I can try
Sleep controls our minds, it wraps itself around our though process until it seeps into our neurons by the power of suggestion
Enlarge your vision …
and You can achieve whatever You put Your mind to ..
increase Your confidence ..
inside You are untapped potentials ..
Your dreams can definitely come true ..
I don't know, for how could I?
I am complicated, yet want to be simple
No one can tell me who I am
For even I can't decide
I wish things wouldn't change
For good ideas are left to hang.
I once had a childhood; carefree, full of dreams.
I once had a family; happy, loving.
I once had my sight; to explore, to enjoy, to embrace the world around me.
When you were alone, I gave you my companionship
When you were tired, I gave you my rest
When you were in pain, I gave you my comfort
When you were lost, I gave you my home
I got ideas on my mind,
but not a single dime
to stop this.
Everyday that I see
oh man, suddenly
i feel compelled to give.
They walk the streets.
No baths or money to eat.
What do I do?
I can't make through this pain
give up
You'll never find a job
man just give up
Don't try harder next time
There is no hope for you
give up
Blinded by the glimmer, the light off-centered, shining on the empty things, objects of suffering, grasping all that glitters, grasping all that glitters, a light which seems to flicker, on and off throughout the night, will you reconsider?
I hate this, loathe it with a passion.
Why must I write an essay on something that means nothing to me.
When I write I offer you a part of me,
please let me give you a part that matters.
Love has no boundaries. Love is selfless.
Love is scarifice. Love is charity.
The rich in love reach out to the helpless.
The heart of gold grows in maturity.
One finds passion and eternally grows.
This business is full of egos
People wanting money and fame though
dollar dollar dollar bills
won't buy you happiness you feel
You have to give what you have
If that's a voice, acting, money or a laugh
Not once in my life have I heard someone say
“Could you spare some change?”; no, they expect we will pay.
They sit with their signs, black words in black scrawl,
and hope as we each walk on by, one and all.
Are you in my family?
I know it's a silly question but answer please.
My family helps me and I help them.
I know I would help you, but would you help me?
My family cares about me and I care about them.
I've been out, I've been around.
I've seen parts of this world, not just my little town.
It's insightful to me to see how others believe.
It's insightful to me to see how we perceive.
FREE AT LAST! FREE AT LAST!
Black America has been inspired
By these words from the past
But are we truly free?
This question puzzles me?
When our fellow brothers and sisters
