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Once I was privileged

I had enough to get by

More than enough to get high

I was raised and taught to always try

Then things changed

All of a sudden, I was broke

I felt different from other folk

But to the rest, I was just a joke

But then I found love

I was never alone

Always had my girl on the phone

She was closer to me than a clone

Then things changed

Suddenly I became jaded

Requited love became belated

What I once adored, I soon hated

But then I found friends

I had the most tight-knit crew

The family you choose, that much is true

They kept me blushing when I felt blue

Then things changed

Friends became failed relationships

Our bonds cracked like frostbitten lips

Our foundations shakier than belly-dancer hips

But then I found myself

For once in my life I felt alright

No drama to deal with, no battles to fight

I smiled in the mirror to my delight

Then things changed

I got so angry, I was always pissed

My mirror became bad luck after it met my fist

So I dug a reflective shard inches into my wrist

I speak my mind.

Don't like it?

Too bad.

I bear you my soul.

Don't like it?

Too bad.

I believe that all beings and 

life forms are all the same, 

and different, 

at the same time, 

and that we are slowly losing 

our connection to this concept 

as a species, and it is destroying us.

Don't like it?

Too bad.

I believe there is a sanctity 

that lies within each individual,

every animal,

every life form.

Don't like it?

Too bad.

Don't like my

style of self-expression?

My authenticity?

My 'attitude'?

My disgust with closed-minded people?

My honesty?

My truth?

It's just plain too bad.

I love yours, and I hope 

one day we can meet halfway.

4:20 PM 6/28/2013

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2zIW8qDPhos

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Its something I always see,
Difficulties have a terrifying attack on me

I am so good with a vibrant charm,
Yet I am disturbed and never calm……

The whole world has so much to rejoice,
I have so little that leads to no choice…

Why me when it comes to getting all the pain?
Why my life can’t be filled, with luxuries pouring like rain?

Why is it I have so many tears?
Why am I not able to leave my fears?

The answer lies in the question itself,
With too much attachment I create problems for myself…

Today the question you ask is Why Me?
Change the question to a thought saying “I Thank Thee”

See a blessing in every moment given to live!
See what you can do,
How you can help and to who?

Life has not been given to complain,
Life is sitting in your own chartered plane,

Its up to you to take your plane to a starry destination,
Its up to you to land in a stagnant sensation….

Your actions are in your own hands,
Why Me? is a question just from the deserted sands..

Only when you selflessly serve,
Life brings out a mysterious sublime awe at every curve….

Rise above Why Me! And focus on,
Living for others that beautifies you’re born

E' piu difficile
acamminare su questa strada
da solo
tutti hanno bisogno di
qualcuno
a camminare con loro. 

(c) copyright heather burns

Es mas dificil

a caminar este camino

solo

todoel mundo necestia

alguien

a caminar con ellos. 

Es ist sehr schwierig

diesen weg gehen

allein

jeder braucht

jemand

mit ihnen zu gehen. 

(c) copyright heather burns