To really grasp the basis of life is an impossible request when it is its own entity and we are only temporary fragments that appear on it's surface ...so the hope as an individual is lost and yet consumes what we need most "Humanity" there is no single definition for this word for it represents a race so if one loses humanity he has lost his race and as a result no longer human ......I Feel as the individual ...I feel I've lost my humanity ...I feel no longer human ......
Adapt&Evolve
Monday, March 11, 2013
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
Dying identity
I am not real i am a product of fantasy and make believe
Every wish that when you sleep you'll hate to dream
I am the Prince Charming that is never gonna come
but the good part is you will always be a queen when the clock strikes one
I am no knight but the headless horseman with manners worse than Norsemen
So my feast is on the flesh barbaric but invigorates endorphin
So I consumes the plate of lies prepared by more friends
Every meal makes me more thin
I am not the nutritious bundle of joy with dreams that make futures brighter
But the infectious martyr for the cause that wants to have people holding lighters
I am more Pinocchio than your noses will every hope to grow
for my lies are instinct and never the same giving to snow
And my truth doesn't hurt because that to is a lie
but so is the lie itself and that to happens to bring fourth a paradigm truth
Every wish that when you sleep you'll hate to dream
I am the Prince Charming that is never gonna come
but the good part is you will always be a queen when the clock strikes one
I am no knight but the headless horseman with manners worse than Norsemen
So my feast is on the flesh barbaric but invigorates endorphin
So I consumes the plate of lies prepared by more friends
Every meal makes me more thin
I am not the nutritious bundle of joy with dreams that make futures brighter
But the infectious martyr for the cause that wants to have people holding lighters
I am more Pinocchio than your noses will every hope to grow
for my lies are instinct and never the same giving to snow
And my truth doesn't hurt because that to is a lie
but so is the lie itself and that to happens to bring fourth a paradigm truth
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