you inspire me.

you show me something that I thought I had.
but you are much better at it then me.
I deny the fact,
and you vomit it out.
I assume my shit doesn't stink
and is actually good for you.
but in reality..
I need to be more like you,
FOR ME.

u·nique/yo͞oˈnēk/

Adjective:

Being the only one of its kind; unlike anything else

in·di·vid·u·al/ˌindəˈvijo͞oəl/

Adjective:	Single; separate:
Noun:	A single human being as distinct from a group, class, or family

-- be the change you want to see in the world..or you'll never see the world change. --

courage.

I came to the match with my own bag of marbles..
they wouldn't let me play.
so I started a new game.

determinism.

you never know what you'll find until you look under every stone.

you are holding onto the rain cloud as if it were a kite.

i have no experience in the matter so my word is not as true as yours may be.
but i do have experience with hope..and today.
something that can take us far,
for better
higher,
happiness
and full of love.
i know this well, better then most.
how it can guide you, take you
keep you safe as you fall circle down the path.
how it possess the power to control you.
let it in, open your heart and mind to this forever lasting hope.
in due time you will be able to use it for good,
help push over those negative emotions, questions, fears and
possibly find answer. for you will be happy,
if you only let yourself be so.

a gift for you.

we wish for gifts, things that can be bought.
we can not wish for things which can only be obtained.
they must be conquered by the powers of our mind and the actions of our life.

in due time anything is possible as long as you are always striving for what you wish.

lib.

the surface is calm an mellow..
underneath it stirs and is angrily upset,
full of confusion, worry and stress.
still remains a tight school of fish.

I am not judging.

conformity. socialism. pian. fear.
retreat.
there's no option, nor was there ever a choice to be apart of any of it.
it's
just one thing that happened.
glue-nice an inviting at first, a calm, mellow, enjoyable time.
then your stuck,
unable to take back decisions previously made.
so you keep going.
more glitter, more glamour.
we trip over our own two feet, as your hair is being held back.
some fun time,
the pictures tell the tale.
we all do it.
not quite sure who's laughing or at what point it is no longer funny.
maybe laughter is the only way to cope.
I am no lier.
and we don't need a mirror.
tomorrow you'll say sorry.
and tonight i'll sleep soundly.
This is quite normal, for you,
for me,
for all of us.

shame on who?..

This shit is nuts.

-A master with all his mighty and kingness subjects himself to the same foolish antics he preaches against. His word holy and true, for it be a mistake not to take when given to you. Obsession in all the wrong forms swooped by effortlessly so early on, only a fool could play you for an honest abe. "control! I must have over my people!" his emotions run wild. "for they are my dearest friends a switches power may condemn, my kingdom loves me so." Truth be told, truth be showed, truth be assumed. Yours shines threw. beyond the hold a grasp so tight, this will remain no more longer then sooner shall the flame grow dull, for a matches' spark was ever so full. In time, give it time, he will step down.

worry bumps.

overcoming a sensation, beating all odds, fighting against your will, it spreads as a wild fire on the windiest of days.. it can not beat me, i will overcome it and fight back.

i wont let it control me.
this pain is deep, clouds my mind,
i will rise above it.

never assume.

never assume, you'll only be consumed.
in the thrills of excitement and lust.
bust this epiphany like a glass elevator threw a glass roof.
 you'll be scared as if tomorrow doesn't possess chance to exist.
its never for you, only for me.

never knew how it was..was almost blind to the pictures in front of my face. I chose to watch and participate rather then read between the lines. maybe it's me being naive. 
or ignorant..
or selfish? 


but how so if i put it in clear ink on paper?


i built a sandcastle for you to play in, its low tide now, possibly one day it will creep up and melt the walls. 

life.

drowning because you don't want to learn how to swim...


they stopped selling life-jackets too. 


it's a shame, you have so much to offer this world. 
you are loved by all.

you can't be everywhere at once, nor with everyone at once. a hope to please, or a wish to fulfill..
   is an uneasy sense of happiness. they may expect 
and desire you, 
but those who remain true possess a gift of understanding
 that you may never be able to rap your head around completely, 
they fall for you.. 
the ones who keep you alive. 


however it is not the case, only a surface level colored picture. 


you need them more then they need you. 

comparing yourself to others, only gives you the criteria to fail and do wrong. you are your biggest critic and judge..let go of societal bullshit and images and let your spirit shine through. a follower will always have dust in his face as he trails behind missing the beauties of whats ahead.