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You reap what you sow.
Your skin is peeling
Raw and exposed
Do you see what I see?
Ignorance is bliss
Heart disease liver disease mental disease
You reap what you sow
I once asked my teacher a question
"How does one get someone's attention?"
She looked and sighed
That's how I know my question is justified.
This world.
Yes. This one
The one you're a part of
Is dying
The United States falls
The Middle East quarrels
The world is gripped by panic, and fear
Pestilence
War
Poverty
Be original
Be you
Love thy self
And be true
Yourself is real
Yourself is cool
Yourself is beautiful
F*ck all the haters
Who try to destroy you
You're original
And thats good
riots of words ruining these dissolving brains
sometimes
giving up doesn’t seem so bad.
too many suggestions,
fifty-fifty-some sounds so right
the others all wrong
Stuck in a vicious cycle.
Internalized emotions
got my mind going.
Neurons exploding
in every which direction.
What do you know?
A nerve is pinched
too tightly.
I lay still
Still I lay
While they look down at me
I am dressed in satin.
With my hair just so
And a rose within my grasp
Their eyes do cry
They cry from their eyes
If I could change one thing, it'd be bullying.People constantly hurt eachotherThey don't realize the pain it causes one anotherThey make you feel worthlessMake you feel out of place
"Choosing" to be gay
Is the cause of my depression
God hating gays
Will not terminate my faith
Lack of monogamy
A myth to seven year couple Nicole and Rebecca
How do I know if you're really there?
How do I really know what to believe?
Or am I just locked in a room for hours
Reciting from memory some half rememberd creed?
This life I have known
Understand yall
We all fall short of the glory
True story we were on the verge of
He'll but god sent jesus in the clutch for
Our victory like Robert Horry
Yeah its an abomination but so is judging we
Sitting here thinking about the mischief that I've caused, wondering in my head should i stop doing wrong or continue to break the laws. Ur gay and i'm mad, My past wont drift away seems like I was born to be bad.
I knew a girl who felt trapped in this world
she was unaccepted for being gay
they kept putting her down for who she was
the closed-minded saw no other way
she asked why the world was so cruel
I crave you.
You, With all your thorns.
I hold you close.
You. Beautiful creature you.
Keep hurting me. It's all we have left.
I'm craving you.
What is the purpose of having a voice that we are too afraid to use
What is the point of speaking out loud
When our words are not worthy to be heard
How can we complain About the state of human life
