Trials

It's taken me far too long to finally have the ambition to better myself
Sure, I have drive, passion, and ambition that people see and I don't
I now see what the world (I presume) sees in me
I don't know if they are right, and I've been ignorant this whole time
Or if what I see is the truth, the real side of me nobody knows
But they see it. They have to.

If I could die right now, be reborn, and come back as something different
Perhaps, an animal...
Maybe if the entire human race did such a thing,
Maybe we could learn appreciation
Be who we are, and not live in our greedy, selfish human nature ways
Maybe we were better off as primates as opposed to being human

Today I saw two bums fight, one pepper sprayed the other
I had no idea where to stand in the situation
I also so my dear friend's baby, my goddaughter, but only in pictures
I wanted to be there as it happened

If I can give just one person advice in life it would be as follows:

Don't fuck up the one thing you have going, whether it be a friend, an enemy, a love, a life...We spend too much time it seems trying to forget memories. They are memories for a reason. Hold them close, and always keep your pride higher than your chin.

Walls pt 1

Breaking down, no sound
Silence is the reigning king
But what is silence?
Better times? Forgotten memories?
Forgotten faces? Lost voices?

Voices we remember, yet can't hear
Faces we love, but can't remember the lines
From the jaw, to the chin, up to the lips
The beating heart, their eyelashes as they blink
While your fast asleep

I always thought I was a man of my word
Apparantly there was something I forgot
My words
If I could show you the world through my tired eyes
My aching back, my blistered feet, my bleeding fists
I don't think it's something you want to see

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I'm forcing these words through fingertips, thought through the brain to make the actions. For tonight has been a night of nostalgia. Talking to old friends, thinking of old memories, old tunes we used to jam from bands that have died off. Maybe they haven't died off, but it's all the same.

If it's too good to be true, it probably is. The matter of fact lies within how bad you want you it.

People tend to neglect the fact that everything is obtainable. Our dreams are direct refelctions of our passion, and our desire.

They are merely fallen stars. The burn for so long before we see them fade away. Mostly because we let them fall away. We watch them burn, and fade away.

I'm not letting mine burn, so what's the price to pay for glory?

Note To The Editor

As I sit here and listen to fireworks intertwined with gunshots through my shoddy one room apartment, I read something that makes me ponder.

Life is a story that we write page by page everyday. You never know when the editor will ask you to turn in your assignment.

Some of you may view that as a negative thing, I for one found that to be a total pick me up. The glass is always half full when you enjoy the beverage that is coming out of it.

There is alot of things, and people more so often that tend to almost go out of their way to bring us down. To ruin us, destroy our hopes, destroy our lives in some cases. Why? Was it something you did? Said? Most of the time no. It's for being who you are. Jealousy is so deeply rooted in humanity that it makes me choke.

For instance look at the Silverback Gorillas. They have one head leader in their pack. He is the one who teaches, helps, works, and loves. The rest of his pack would follow him to the ends of the Earth because he is a leader, a lover, someone who inspires. Why can't humans follow someone like that? Instead we all try to out do one another with the latest trend, style, material item, material girl...or boy depending on who you are.

We idolize people who have millions of dollars, have sex with hundreds of people, drive the fastest, sportiest cars, who have the nicest houses, butlers, maids and the whole nine yards. We idolize sports stars, movie stars, musicians and for what? Did we idolize them before they got big? Of course not. We don't idolize aspiration. You just get called a sell out once you make money.

No my dear readers, we should idolize the few in the generation below us who do have hopes, dreams, a future that is not yet written, but they decided to write their own. Those are the people we should love and support.