Baby,I've seen it all
Telling all your lies trying to make me fall
And I know you're only fake
Letting آپ inside was just one big mistake
You're still cold as ice
I can still hear the lies
I can see them in your eyes
And somehow I feel like I've been a fool
After all my prayers آپ still broke the rules
And now I see it was just all pretend
Now I know you're not my friend
Baby,you think آپ know
How it feels to be betrayed but let me show
آپ how it feels to hate
Don't start crying 'causr it's already too late
آپ still think I've let it go
Think I forgave آپ all your show
But I still wanna know
And somehow I feel like I've been a fool
After all my prayers آپ still broke the rules
And now I see it was just all pretend
Now I know you're not my friend
Baby,let me tell آپ
How it feels to be betrayed
I can't take it anymore
I'm crawling on the floor
Just listen to what I say
آپ still think I stand سے طرف کی you
آپ still don't have a clue
But I still need the truth
And somehow I feel like I've been a fool
After all my prayers آپ still broke the rules
And now I see it was just all pretend
Now I know you're not my friend
And somehow I feel like you're an ice queen
The most backstabbing کتیا, کتيا that I've ever seen
And baby,I think آپ just need to see
آپ shouldn't have fooled me
Telling all your lies trying to make me fall
And I know you're only fake
Letting آپ inside was just one big mistake
You're still cold as ice
I can still hear the lies
I can see them in your eyes
And somehow I feel like I've been a fool
After all my prayers آپ still broke the rules
And now I see it was just all pretend
Now I know you're not my friend
Baby,you think آپ know
How it feels to be betrayed but let me show
آپ how it feels to hate
Don't start crying 'causr it's already too late
آپ still think I've let it go
Think I forgave آپ all your show
But I still wanna know
And somehow I feel like I've been a fool
After all my prayers آپ still broke the rules
And now I see it was just all pretend
Now I know you're not my friend
Baby,let me tell آپ
How it feels to be betrayed
I can't take it anymore
I'm crawling on the floor
Just listen to what I say
آپ still think I stand سے طرف کی you
آپ still don't have a clue
But I still need the truth
And somehow I feel like I've been a fool
After all my prayers آپ still broke the rules
And now I see it was just all pretend
Now I know you're not my friend
And somehow I feel like you're an ice queen
The most backstabbing کتیا, کتيا that I've ever seen
And baby,I think آپ just need to see
آپ shouldn't have fooled me
I sit in the darkness as I stare up at the moon above me. I hear your voice and know I will be okay. Even if آپ are dead and gone آپ are always with me. When I cry آپ are with me. When I laugh آپ are with me. When I dream آپ are with me. When I can't find آپ I get scared. But moments later آپ there to hold my hand. Only I can see you. Your body may not be here but your spirit is with me. It feels as if آپ have never gone. Now I feel much better because I know now آپ can never be taken away from me again. I may die someday but don't worry because آپ are with me.
R.I.P - Grandma Rose
"I love you"
R.I.P - Grandma Rose
"I love you"
Your words may stay trapped
inside your own mind
but I can feel them
although they're confined.
I can read your face
as if it were a book
your mind is unpleasant,
as آپ simmer and cook.
آپ give into hatred
your temper boils over
and it's all done
in less than a blur.
Your words do sting
but it does not matter
for in the end
I will not shatter.
In the end
آپ will be the victim
of yourself
in the verbatim.
آپ are trapped,
آپ are your own
enemy; your own life
آپ have already blown.
It is sad, truly;
closing yourself off
with violence;
for now آپ may scoff.
In the end,
karma is our keeper
she is the ultimatum
of the Grim Reaper.
inside your own mind
but I can feel them
although they're confined.
I can read your face
as if it were a book
your mind is unpleasant,
as آپ simmer and cook.
آپ give into hatred
your temper boils over
and it's all done
in less than a blur.
Your words do sting
but it does not matter
for in the end
I will not shatter.
In the end
آپ will be the victim
of yourself
in the verbatim.
آپ are trapped,
آپ are your own
enemy; your own life
آپ have already blown.
It is sad, truly;
closing yourself off
with violence;
for now آپ may scoff.
In the end,
karma is our keeper
she is the ultimatum
of the Grim Reaper.
Phasing in
and phasing out
forgetting what
I originally sought.
Colors blur
and meld together
I dance so close
beside the heather.
I'm on the edge
of oblivion
I can't trust
What I've been seeing.
The world whirs around
I can't see straight
can آپ tell me
how I won this fate?
My thoughts
do vary from time to time
but they're always the same:
of my internal rhyme.
My life beats
to it's own accord
always repeating
it's crazy chord.
And so, to you
I'll depart my advice
perhaps to your life
it's good to add some spice.
-Starwarsfangirl
6/23/1
and phasing out
forgetting what
I originally sought.
Colors blur
and meld together
I dance so close
beside the heather.
I'm on the edge
of oblivion
I can't trust
What I've been seeing.
The world whirs around
I can't see straight
can آپ tell me
how I won this fate?
My thoughts
do vary from time to time
but they're always the same:
of my internal rhyme.
My life beats
to it's own accord
always repeating
it's crazy chord.
And so, to you
I'll depart my advice
perhaps to your life
it's good to add some spice.
-Starwarsfangirl
6/23/1
Every four years the two-headed monster rises from its pit, and we have a choice between this head یا that. Their party line separation is a phantasm haunting reason. It's a choice between this diseased hand یا that diseased hand. We are criminals who defy law. They are criminals who defy freedom. Endless heads of a bureaucratic hydra, and so the smiling wounds we draw across each neck. While they lounge in the decadence of their capitols and dream up new rules of social conduct, we shall sink a چھری in every Caesar, we shall aim our rifles and آگ کے, آگ at every president, every senator, every statesman. Wake up. There won't be any change. In the sewer of capitalism, only the scum will rise.