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Whoa is Us
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Discipline
The truth
sucks sometimes.
Not getting what you want,
not hearing
what you think you should.
Yet we take it,
and transform into
something we do like.
Or we change the story.
Then we tell that story
for others to hear.
Hoping that someone
would beleive our words,
and not the truth.
After awhile,
the truth will eventually come out.
The words we used
to ellaborate the truth,
will be seen for what it is.
In the end,
only we will suffer.
The issue we thought we had,
the facts we turned a blind eye to,
the lies we would rather see,
changed who we are.
Instead of seeing an issue
and tryin to work on it,
we would rather excuse
our behavior.
The tragedy will be us.
Because we beleived the words
we spoke knowing them
to be false.
Trying to live as if
everything was ok.
Whoa to Us.
too many expectations. i
too many expectations. i rarely find a person who lives in the moment, and everything you wrote is the result of not doing that. if people only knew how easy it is to be happy. you just have to decide you are going to live by the one rule of happiness which is live in the moment.
...............~peace~great write.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "