are the forgotten people memorable
should the people we remember
be forgotten
the forgotten people
they should be famous
because they’re the one
who looked up and said
wow my life sucks lets try fixing it
they were able to admit it
but the people that had fame
they wouldn’t dare to admit a single fault
could the law really be more important
than the people who uphold and believe it
what about the people who had amounted to nothing
they had something
because they were okay
saying my life is my choice
not through words but through life style
they ask you for supplies
to simply live
yet people go out their and fake poverty
walking away rich
taking money from others
by acting like they were
forgotten
the truly forgotten deserve more
but how do we give it to them
especially if people decide
hey lets fake poverty
can we possibly forget our hardships
do we remember the people who profited off the lowly
should we forget those who do everything but gain nothing
no we shouldn’t
remember the forgotten
take their state to heart
be a figure they can look to
but still look to yourself
remember who you’ve forgotten
start remembering the forgotten
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Belonging Where You Don't Belong
A wish to belong where their
Is no one that wants you
Around
Becoming a parasite to people
That want nothing to do with you
Then you find a way
To belong where you don’t belong
And you become what you despised most
A person who thinks they’re above the rest
Treating others the way you were treated
Making them feel as worthless as you felt
When you were in that position
Not realizing what’s happened until it’s too late
You try to change your mistakes
Mend what’s been broken
But to no avail
All you can do is live in remorse
Going back to the position you were in before
Then lower than that position
Becoming the scum of the earth
Living off of sympathy
Losing the will to live
But continuing to move on
Finding ways to survive
Not out of a lesson but out of fear
Fear of dieing losing all that you have left
And you soon figure out
That you have nothing left
Becoming a figment in the world
Sitting under bridges on the night of a rainstorm
Watching cars go past with a
Blank empty stare
The only movement you make is to wrap
A blanket tighter around your freezing body
Then you just disappear never to be seen again
You were belonging where you don’t belong
Belonging where you don’t belong
Is no one that wants you
Around
Becoming a parasite to people
That want nothing to do with you
Then you find a way
To belong where you don’t belong
And you become what you despised most
A person who thinks they’re above the rest
Treating others the way you were treated
Making them feel as worthless as you felt
When you were in that position
Not realizing what’s happened until it’s too late
You try to change your mistakes
Mend what’s been broken
But to no avail
All you can do is live in remorse
Going back to the position you were in before
Then lower than that position
Becoming the scum of the earth
Living off of sympathy
Losing the will to live
But continuing to move on
Finding ways to survive
Not out of a lesson but out of fear
Fear of dieing losing all that you have left
And you soon figure out
That you have nothing left
Becoming a figment in the world
Sitting under bridges on the night of a rainstorm
Watching cars go past with a
Blank empty stare
The only movement you make is to wrap
A blanket tighter around your freezing body
Then you just disappear never to be seen again
You were belonging where you don’t belong
Belonging where you don’t belong
Flamingly out of control
we look at the scenery
and we look at ourselves
the beauty of the world outside civilization
we build and fight
we forget what our world beholds
flamingly out of control
that is what we are
we have forgotten
are blind to the earths majesty
her power and beauty
all we seek is expansion
still we are flamingly out of control
will we always be this way
now realize that this world
her beauty and stunning sites are dwindling
we live to much in ourselves
to often do look at economy
the running of this world we have built
to truly see the world that we were built in
unless we look outside ourselves
we are always going to be flamingly out of control
and we look at ourselves
the beauty of the world outside civilization
we build and fight
we forget what our world beholds
flamingly out of control
that is what we are
we have forgotten
are blind to the earths majesty
her power and beauty
all we seek is expansion
still we are flamingly out of control
will we always be this way
now realize that this world
her beauty and stunning sites are dwindling
we live to much in ourselves
to often do look at economy
the running of this world we have built
to truly see the world that we were built in
unless we look outside ourselves
we are always going to be flamingly out of control
Lust and Love
lust for those who slide through life
love for those who challenge
they slip by one wall go through the next
they break down they destroy obstacles
lust for those who take chances
love for those who live through trouble
they succeed in every chance taken
they work hard for a chance that is easy
what choice do they have but to try
what chance can change there life
any choice and every choice to try
any chance to change a hard life
lust to those who have people
sympathy to those who don’t
happy for lovers who join
sad for failed attempts
love for those who have something
lust for those who have everything
love for those willing to lose
lust for those who always win
any chance to win appreciated
any loss carefully chosen
lust and love in every situation
love for those who challenge
they slip by one wall go through the next
they break down they destroy obstacles
lust for those who take chances
love for those who live through trouble
they succeed in every chance taken
they work hard for a chance that is easy
what choice do they have but to try
what chance can change there life
any choice and every choice to try
any chance to change a hard life
lust to those who have people
sympathy to those who don’t
happy for lovers who join
sad for failed attempts
love for those who have something
lust for those who have everything
love for those willing to lose
lust for those who always win
any chance to win appreciated
any loss carefully chosen
lust and love in every situation
Live, Love, and Learn
Two steps forward one step back
two young lovers
one all for less
we search, we try
we go for the top
we fall we cry
why do we pick ourselves up
when we fall
to live our lives out to the fullest
to pick ourselves back up
to learn what we can while we stand
our falls just postpone the knowledge that will one day come
we live by the rules our logic
and we love by the rules of our hearts
our spiritual being is the definition of what makes us whole
we cannot be ourselves on our own
we are defined by the people around us
molded and formed into a piece of art by the people around us
we live to learn how to live properly
we love with our hearts
so we may learn to love unwaveringly
we learn to live love and try through our distractions
two young lovers
one all for less
we search, we try
we go for the top
we fall we cry
why do we pick ourselves up
when we fall
to live our lives out to the fullest
to pick ourselves back up
to learn what we can while we stand
our falls just postpone the knowledge that will one day come
we live by the rules our logic
and we love by the rules of our hearts
our spiritual being is the definition of what makes us whole
we cannot be ourselves on our own
we are defined by the people around us
molded and formed into a piece of art by the people around us
we live to learn how to live properly
we love with our hearts
so we may learn to love unwaveringly
we learn to live love and try through our distractions
Monday, May 5, 2008
the quality of quality part 2
Last time I explained what quality was. Now I am going to talk about where it comes from, what brings it quality about and why we call quality, quality.
Quality comes from us. we create quality to show our personal thoughts about the ideals of others. We've created quality as a judging system for others and ourselves. When you look at something and judge it you are giving that thing that a specific quality based on your standards. Quality comes from all this which comes from your personality. The quality of your persoanlity comes from the personality and judgement of ohters. This is because your personality of yourself is built by observing others and there persoanlities. only the quality of ohter personalities can influence the quality of your own personality.
Now for what brings quality about. Quality is created when a person not only judges but classifies and decides to group that thing in an area with with other things. take classical art for example, we group art form Da Vinci with so many other artists from his age that its almost like there is nothing special about his art on its own. Another example would be professions. We use the classifications of our professions to describe the quality of what we do with our lives. Have you ever noticed that the most snobbish of all people in professions are always the ones who earn the most money or do the most important jobs. Well all this brings about quality, either good quality of our lives when we are humbled, or a bad quality of our lives when we are given power.
Why do we call quality, quality? We call quality, quality because of how our minds are organized. We have always considered the quality of something to be an important piece of our setup in material ability as well as mental. All we have ever done with our lives is judge things and try to recreate them and make them better. Not just as material ability goes but mental ability as well. We have been focusing on what quality is and why it is there. We have never focused on what why we call it quality and what makes us call it that.
To finish this piece I am going to give you something to think about. What do you think deserves to be judged and placed? To be given a quality. thankyou.
Quality comes from us. we create quality to show our personal thoughts about the ideals of others. We've created quality as a judging system for others and ourselves. When you look at something and judge it you are giving that thing that a specific quality based on your standards. Quality comes from all this which comes from your personality. The quality of your persoanlity comes from the personality and judgement of ohters. This is because your personality of yourself is built by observing others and there persoanlities. only the quality of ohter personalities can influence the quality of your own personality.
Now for what brings quality about. Quality is created when a person not only judges but classifies and decides to group that thing in an area with with other things. take classical art for example, we group art form Da Vinci with so many other artists from his age that its almost like there is nothing special about his art on its own. Another example would be professions. We use the classifications of our professions to describe the quality of what we do with our lives. Have you ever noticed that the most snobbish of all people in professions are always the ones who earn the most money or do the most important jobs. Well all this brings about quality, either good quality of our lives when we are humbled, or a bad quality of our lives when we are given power.
Why do we call quality, quality? We call quality, quality because of how our minds are organized. We have always considered the quality of something to be an important piece of our setup in material ability as well as mental. All we have ever done with our lives is judge things and try to recreate them and make them better. Not just as material ability goes but mental ability as well. We have been focusing on what quality is and why it is there. We have never focused on what why we call it quality and what makes us call it that.
To finish this piece I am going to give you something to think about. What do you think deserves to be judged and placed? To be given a quality. thankyou.
The World I'd Give Away summary
Okay so this poem is something that I wrote in response to what I would want to change in my life. I looked at my life and realized what was wrong with me and that was what I needed to change in order to change how my life was turning out. I was constantly actiong out and that isn't such a bad thing unless your like me. I'm the person who can never seem to understand what is needed to make new friends and when to stop. I am the person who is always always trying to be funny and failing miserably at it. this poem is about how what i would inside my life and has helped me to figure out what i need to change inside my personality. That is what makes this poem so important.
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