StillAliive

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You Are you When you stop being you For another You lose you And become the other There's no reason for that No purpose You weren't raised to Be someone Other than what you grew up to be You can hate me for it You can an even fight me if you want No matter how many bruises No matter many losses You won’t win me over ‘cause when it is Over There’s nothing I’ll change To make you happy There’s nothing in my life That’s about you I don’t have to be selfish To still make sure That MY life Is about me.

Just do it. Just wait We know best Wicked don’t rest Keep on Press on Get up Step up Don’t think No need We know best Lest You lose Climb the ladder Spread your wings And Take it Take flight We’ll take off the bars The boundaries No limits We know best If you know so much Where am I now Why am I stuck here To look like the rest I want to be something And you said I could You said I would But here I am Stuck in this forest White trees Spattered with black paint Blank art How can I do What you said And yet be Different Than the other that You told the same thing You can’t And neither can I I’m not waiting

Only one chance Only one choice Only one opportunity Only one person Only one you Only one What are you waiting for?

 It is by his own hands that a man creates a legend, or becomes one. It is by his own will that creation be his ability, or destruction. It is by his own faith that he find life outside of life, or inside of life. It his by his own voice that a nation be formed, whether by love, or by hate. It is by his own ears that music be heard, be shared or be made. It is by his own existence that a man should recognize himself as just a man, as a listener, as a speaker, as a believer, and a creator. Creators we are. Together and one.

To Read is to wish dream hope want and believe. To believe is to trust give defend feel and read.

A masterpiece, Beautiful Tasteful, and Magnificent I am But there you stood, Chisel and hammer, And with a hand You took a swing Sure, you didn’t mean it You didn’t know your own strength, I knew, But Down I went, Like a broken Castle of Glass

I can’t, I’m done Nothing left in the tank Something must be there But there’s nothing but a blank                                                                   There’s something there                                                                          Just find it now                                                                        Search deep within                                                                        Just don’t ask how I’m telling you now I don’t know where I’ve gone as deep as I go There’s just nothing there                                        

No one understood. There were none to write, For there were none to read. But I find myself writing anyways, A shot in the dark to Impress in urgency a Feeling of which, One shouldn’t so soon Feel, a tragedy trailing. But Fate says, Whether beliefs support, Or not, Exists in an infinitesimal moment, That sparks the propane Of reason. Foolish, Romantic, Or ridicule it be, My love for these words Won’t fail me.

Quiet...don't let them see you cry. Hush now my darlings, my fellow tormented souls. Don't let them see you cry. I know your pain, your suffering. I know it isn't fair. I really do know. We always have to try so hard, but like cartoon characters, we seem to be stuck in one place, never gaining any ground. I'd like to believe that you receive what you put into the world but...I doubt that now, though. After all, I feel as if I've been reaping what other people have sewn into my life instead of what I have. So know you're not alone. And don't let them see you cry. I too have worn a mask for much of my life as well. Many are now cracked, worn t

There's a place in my heart Where you dwell I know it sounds corny But its like a summer sunset I've always preferred them to sunrises They're warmer, cozier The sunsets I watch now They are beautiful Just like you Like a painting Each bit so perfect Not flawless But perfect Like you