Am I wrong?
For wishing you weren’t on the Internet. For wishing the only way any one could see an image of you was if they had actually come across you, yourself, in person. For wishing that I didn’t have to think about the surplus amount of guys that must gawk your every move and stalk your every picture. For wishing I could lock you away in my room and never let you leave. For wishing you’d never decided that someone else was the answer to your problems, when the answer was standing right in front of you the whole time; me. For wishing you’d never put yourself in this position to be subject to name calling and ruthless torment. For wishing you’d just shut up and listen when I try to explain to you your better options to resolving these petty problems you let so easily bring you down to the negative. For wishing that you would be strong and instead of burning with your anger, you’d embrace the fact that it will come and go and work on the going part more. For wishing that my word mattered in the sense that you understood rather than rejected and neglected my want to assist you every chance I get. For wishing I wasn’t so forgiving. For wishing you’d take account for the pain that you’ve caused me, and not forget in a careless rage. For wishing you’d never let him touch you. For wishing I could erase him from life and existence. For wishing you would see the beauty in your heart and it’s kindness, rather than taint it with your inability to reason and consider. For wishing that I was ever enough to sway a single edge in your mind.
You leave me with no signs of hope. No reassuring action or meaningful message in a verbal sense that could help me ever believe that your love is as consistent as the amount of time you spend claiming it. You’re not who you let your anger make you out to be. You’re not what these people say and think in their poor and shriveling minds. Stop yourself. Control yourself. And realize that your SELF can only be a reflection of your word. My goal is not to ever be right. It’s never to make you feel beneath the things you’ve done. Because yes, people learn lessons the hard way, but mistakes are always careless. The only honest mistake is when you mistake hatred for love, like when you take people’s unnecessary need to talk so much madness about you for them only being concerned. My goal is to lay out what you’ve said to me and all these decisions you make right in front of you, and have you reevaluate them like you neglected to do before you even said or made them.
Learn from the things you’ve done. Until then, there’s a world inside of your head, a chapter of your life, that you continue to hold onto and let keep you from all the positive things that help you grow. No one ever got anywhere by going backwards. Nowhere except where they started from. This war between what you’ve done and where you are now could easily end.
Just quit fighting it.
HBC lookin so damn breeeeeeezyDamn she looks really good
People always tell me stuff like, “Damn Phill, you perceive things with such clarity and a cool calmness, how is it so?” And my only real answer is that I don’t take life for granted. I don’t forget what got me here, there, and why I’m still alive.
Change is intimidating to some. Over time, change has become an enemy to a lot of us. We’ve put this evil mask on change because we think that the way we are today wont ever change. But the truth is, change is refinement. Change is progress. Of course there’s bad change. Change that exceeds the norm. But don’t forget that throughout your life, you’ve made changes (at least I hope you have). My perception is not based off my beliefs. NEVER. You perceive with the knowledge at hand, not the fear that blocks your intentions or motives. Regret exist only in the hearts of those who know they have done wrong. But even our bad decisions can eventually make us good people, IF we choose to acknowledge that there are no such things as mistakes. Only lessons. Lessons that you must learn and thrive off of. Pride, negativity, pessimism, arrogance, and selfishness are not tools, they are crutches. Crutches for the weak minded and weak hearted. Sustaining total dominance over your ego will prove to be the greatest task you can succeed. Life will always move. As we get older, time get faster because our minds get backed up with stuff we never stop to clear up and filter out. Your not doing yourself any good by thinking you are better than anyone. Nor are you placing yourself on some “Too cool” list for claiming anything. Edge, Vegetarianism, Party-goer, stoner, nerd, hardcore kid, social activist. You aren’t shit. You are just yourself. Make something out of just YOU. Maybe these things are apart of who you want to be but they are not in fact YOU. YOU are the person you will always be, no matter who’s looking, listening, or stalking. YOU define nothing more than the life you live. So stop judging others, because the only person you should worry about judging is yourself. That’s what everyone else should be doing. If they are not, then they will find their way somehow. Faith didn’t come from god. It didn’t come from allah. It didn’t come from jah. It didn’t come from Limp Bizkit. That shit came from your courage to stand for what you love, know and believe in all together. A lot of the time we forget the difference between knowing and believing. What you know never ever changes. What you know is shared with every existing person on earth because what you KNOW cannot be denied or put down. But your beliefs are always subject to review. What you believe you don’t share with the world because we all believe different things. Stop whatever it is you are doing after you read this, if you have music on turn it off, if the tele is on, shut that shit off too. Whatever can stop you from doing what I’m about to ask you to do, discontinue please.
Think about your life and how far you’ve come. Now think about the places you’ve been and the people you’ve met. Think about the things that made you who you are and keep you from being who you are not. It’s these things, minor and major, that you have built upon the foundation of your life. Don’t forget that love is not an emotion, it is an energy. An energy that made up the world and all of it’s most beautiful creations. You are life. You are light. The world doesn’t revolve around you, it is you.
All that we see is all we were given. By whom, doesn’t matter.
Time is constant and never ending. Like the bond between mother and her child.
You are the reason, so find your purpose.
(Source: soundtrackforsleep)
