I won't believe you
I know, it's not true
These are all lies
I haven't lost you
Why do you keep pushing
When you know it won't push through
The bars of truth, reality
The gates of such virtue?
Stop all these lying
He's left there and crying
Catch all his tears and
Start seeing him smiling
You do not own supremacy
You know it ain't true
I'll write my own history
Whatever push you do
Infuse truth in your eyes
Silence all these made-up stories
Start to see everything synchronize
Shut off all these fallacies
Writer's notes: Whenever you feel like losing in this life, in it's game, do not believe in it. Do not believe in failure. Failure is just a deception. Stand once again on your feet, practice your feet into walking till they're strong enough and until you're able to stand. Believe. Believe in Him always... Believe in who He say you are, and be aware of your identity, of that secured position on secure ground...
The Day Writer is a memorial of my steps throughout the ages. This is my freedom to express.
Showing posts with label discouragement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label discouragement. Show all posts
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Fallacies
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Crippled
It's been a sunny day, though
It's been rainin all around
Nothing seems wrong
Everything's alright
And without notice you released
Blades of venom to entrap
When one moment you arrived
My whole being now collide
You see I am crippled
By the words that you've aired
I am devastated, but
I know you wouldn't care
Will I choose to surrender
And give in to the lies?
Or choose not to be so tender
But stand up, yes, arise
I've healed my hands, and I
Chose not to be mesmerized
Who are you anyway to
Dictate what I am about
But I don't blame you
'Bout anything you've done
This is my fight, and
I'd be strong and just as hard
Time to move on and
Heal my crippled limbs
If I ever lose my feet
I still have my arms to move
It's been rainin all around
Nothing seems wrong
Everything's alright
And without notice you released
Blades of venom to entrap
When one moment you arrived
My whole being now collide
You see I am crippled
By the words that you've aired
I am devastated, but
I know you wouldn't care
Will I choose to surrender
And give in to the lies?
Or choose not to be so tender
But stand up, yes, arise
I've healed my hands, and I
Chose not to be mesmerized
Who are you anyway to
Dictate what I am about
But I don't blame you
'Bout anything you've done
This is my fight, and
I'd be strong and just as hard
Time to move on and
Heal my crippled limbs
If I ever lose my feet
I still have my arms to move
Labels:
bad day,
bitterness,
defeat,
discouragement,
moving on,
poison,
self-confidence,
strength,
words
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