waiting to cave.

and who are you,

exactly,

going around and ripping the fabric of peoples lives?

you cannot fix it,

you are not God.

you cannot sew it,

you have no thread.

look at you,

you cant even fix your own life,

much less keep control of it.

but of course, it would be much easier to make people just as miserable as you

than to sit around and wait for things to cave in.

because once they do, you wont be able to rebuild it.

you are not an architect,

not even a builder.

you are the reckless car that crashes into the innocent civilian.

but you are not a doctor.

lessons from life.

people change.

relationships die,

souls take the hit.

you can roll with the punches

or you can choose not to,

but life moves on with or without you.

people lie

people sacrifice others

people do anything to avoid confrontation.

you could shrug it off

or you could let it affect you.

regardless,

life will go on.

time doesn't stop for anyone.

it doesn't really matter where you've been

or where you want to go.

time has no sense of remorse,

or compassion,

or sympathy.

lessons from life:

there are things you cannot change,

and there are things that you can; things that cannot control you.

if you let something possess you,

then life will pass you by.

within a minute, it could be gone.

do not be controlled.

hi bro :)

hi bro. you is speshul!

just so you know.

cause you told me to prove it, so i am.

YOU SOOPER SPESHUL, BRO.

SEE, I NOT EVEN CALL YOU BRAH.

OR BREH.

BELIEVE ME NOW?

anyway. i tells you now.

^^^^^

good?

i hope so.

now you can reads every time you feels unspeshul.

and knows you speshul.

:) <3333

empty.

i feel alone.

then again, how could i not with you around?

you make me feel as if my whole life has already passed by

and i have missed all opportunities presented,

just ending up by myself.

why should i need to feel like this?

i have so much ahead,

but you leave me feeling as if i had so little.

as long as you are around,

i will feel this way.

just empty.

but don't worry about me,

i'll be fine.

i'll fill up some way or another.

much more.

i would tell you what's on my mind,

but nothing new is there.

what could i tell you that you don't already know?
you have much more than i.

you have dreams bigger than mine,

places to go that are farther than mine.

you have much more than i.

i sit here and struggle for words to say,

words that i might never find because they are hidden.

while you articulate with grace,

you never need to search for words because the words are waiting for you.

you never need to search for anything.

life is waiting for you,

you need not waste time pondering.

you see,

you have much more than i.

i will not just sit back and wait.

i refuse to be your second best.

i am your all, or i am your nothing at all.