When it's raining outside, and there is only one umbrella,
a good friend would share it with you,
but a best friend would take it and say, "Run bitch run!!!!!"
:D
This is an open book of my expressions, life, and problems. You are taking part of my journey through life. Some of the poems and stories I write are true.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Stop pretending your all that.
The lies you throw out are catching up.
Enemies are one step behind you,
Chewing the path that you lay.
"Eat my dust!" you say,
But those words are true to those behind you.
A minute past and you drown in all of those lies,
Your sworn enemies see past your disguise.
You lay there, unspoken
For you are paralyzed for what has come
Your mind tries to steer you to the path once again,
But you decide to walk a different path.
You now have actual friends instead of _your_ so called "friends"
Now you tell the lies, "Eat my dust!"
They have a long way to come
So your on your own now without those lies.
The lies you throw out are catching up.
Enemies are one step behind you,
Chewing the path that you lay.
"Eat my dust!" you say,
But those words are true to those behind you.
A minute past and you drown in all of those lies,
Your sworn enemies see past your disguise.
You lay there, unspoken
For you are paralyzed for what has come
Your mind tries to steer you to the path once again,
But you decide to walk a different path.
You now have actual friends instead of _your_ so called "friends"
Now you tell the lies, "Eat my dust!"
They have a long way to come
So your on your own now without those lies.
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