Love

Why is it, that each time someone thinks, they may love somebody?
It turns into something that everyone, even the one that you love decided they actually hate you.
I'm of course the one who thinks love is irrelevant.
It's just something that justifies how others can treat each other.
Even the child, may be subjected to mistreatment
All in the sake that they say they love you.
It's a load of crap
They tell the child to clean the house and do this and that.
When they get home
They may say they love you
But the yell and scream at you later because their life didn't turn out how they wanted it to be.
That's the thing, why is it that the ones they love most have to suffer because their stressing.
Or because their hurt.
It's not the child's fault or the mother's that your life sucked
Or that your failing a class.
If you want to take it out on somebody
Take it out on yourself
Your the idiot; it's your problem not others.
So, love what is it really?
Is it really what everyone says, or is it just a word to justify; what they do because they love you?
I for one am sick and tired of people justifying what they do; by saying one dang word
They'll say I love you one second and in the next they'll yell and scream or hurt you all in the sake of they love you.
Or even starve their own children or dress them up as a boy
All for the sake of love
So does love really make everything all right?

true outlook

Head ringing
people screaming
No one wanting to help
the injured on the ground
left to rot by others
friends
family
leaving their loved ones behind
no one caring just leaving behind real people
living breathing people
but in their state they dont care
its them or us is thier outlook
not them and us
you commited a crime but u dont care its all the same
u are worried about yourself and not others
ask this
if you were hurt
on the ground
screaming for help
would u want them to help
or leave u behind to save themselves.
Its like this everyday
everyone sees trouble and runs
not wanting to help
those in danger
not even if it was a child
u may say you would
but we all know that is a lie
if it was u or a child would u actually save them
or would u leave because u wanted to live
i think that most people would leave that child
but their might be some people who would save that child
in exchange for theirs.

puppet

Life goes by
in a flash
Nothing changes
its like the rest
everyone is the same
Nothing different
just the same outlook
no one person different
everyone is like a puppet
being controlled by the same person
with the same ideals
and the same personality
we are empty
just like pinochio
wanting to be a real boy
we want the same
we want to be alive.
Instead of this emptiness we feel.
Instead we want to experience all things
instead of being controlled by the puppet master.
We want to rebel against the feeling of emptiness
we want the feeling
the feeling to be alive
not of being dead.

what the heck

You say my bad
I didnt mean to hurt you
really now
what happened to
"I would never hurt you"
What happened to "i love you so much"
Then you dump me for some girl you just saw and are like"Its not you its me"
What the heck
Okay let me get this straight
you love her?
but you never thought
that i would catch along?
Along to what you say
you cheating
oh you thought I was oblivious
of course i knew you were cheating
Its kinda hard not to tell when you have lipstick stains on your tshirt
and its not even my brand
what the heck
Okay so dont come crawling to me saying "It was a mistake"
Cause I know better than to trust you
After all this girl will only last a second
it is on your application sheet after all
So when you go to her make sure
She doesnt know the truth
and by the way about the stuff i borrowed
sorry about that my dog slobbered it
as well as other things
I guess my dog was right from the begginning
you aint worth it.

annoying

You being me
Me being you
try to be me for a day
even a minute
and i will congratulate you
What was that about switching places
you couldnt even take my pain and ensarement of my everyday
So about that are you sure you want to try
Dont even try that pity me crap
When im talking about myself
and first of all were you even in this conversation
no
so why is it that you come over here
talking about your story
did i even ask to hear it?
No
So yeah about that when im in a one to one conversation with people that actually
do care id rather not be interupted by some snob
that says pitty me
pitty me
pretty much
If you can take on what i go through
get back to me
if not sit down
turn around
and shut up
ta ta

by proxy

The light flickers
on off on off
but the one thing beside me
on my bed
is my lover
never to be my actual husband
he belongs to her name only
he belongs to me heart only
nothing more and nothing less
he might be beside me now
But he will never be mine
entirely
i will always be jealous
never to have hime for myself
I have to share with that thing that woman
but thats alright with me
because i have him  in bed
she has him only at the kitchen table
nothhing more and nothing less

Freedom

To make it clear
I will never come back
To this place
I call hell
It maybe your home but it will never be mine
I will take this place and erase it forever
from my heart and mind
and i will be free of this place for good
its my home of course
You say that
but it isnt
its a prison you incage me in
I will never be free until i die
But now that i have a plan
I can fly free of the fiery depths
I called home and take to the skies where the real love i want and needed
Are there
This isnt my real home it was just a fabrication of what you wanted
And not my own
So these skies i fly
are left with the debris of the memory of my home