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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Hard Truth

She painted a smile
Begged me with her tears;
Just pretend along with me

But me being filled with love and hate-
Turned and spewed how I felt

You want me to lie about how I feel?
Lead a life of whom society has created?
In a world where shades of grey does not exist?
Black versus white
What if I'm not the person you know?
The person who holds you tight at night
And tells you everything's alright?
What if I'm the person who you'd hate?
Maybe I've developed two personalities;
The one the world knows,
And the other nobody but me.
How much do you truly know about someone?
How do you know when one person is conflicted?
What if they were straight or gay?
What if they were sex addicts or a church go-er?
Would it matter if they were a prep or geek?
What if I was all the above or none?
Would it matter?
Should it?

I could leave her speechless,
Destroy and break her to pieces with seldom words
Boggle her mind with uncertainty
I'd take away her innocence with knowledge

But I wouldn't;
Society has done enough of that to me.

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