The problem is not even that im giving others second chances.
The problem is that i give myself seconds chances to give them to others.

Does that make sense?

"We must admit
Science people can prove a point (theoretically speaking)
More easily than philosophers
If they want to show how gravity works
All they need to do is jump out of a window
Macabre!"
F=(G x m x M)/r²
God exists.

And even though your smile
is the one thing you hate
about yourself the most,
I can't help but
fall in love with it.

mom
why would you ever break my heart
with your words
made of steel
with your behaviour
made of ice

why would you ever break my heart
just like that

why does everything i do seem so
wrong for you
why cant i ever be
simply RIGHT for you

why would you break my heart
in millions and millions of pieces
and every time i pick them up
and glue them together
your words shatter my heart
again and again

whats left is a vague memory
of a once hopeful soul
now drying out in the desert called
"I have probably never been enough for you"

I'm looking to rest
My beating heart
In your soft, smooth arms
Being connected to a subtle goddess
All she deserves is something modest
Your chest I want to rest
On into nightly peace
Security is what I feel
Your doubt's I always will repeal
When I love, it's for real
I'm here because everything you are has impress
Not just to see you undress
You are not someone to be controlled or abused
You are an embodiment of perfection
That chooses me among many other man
Her love is something you earn
I'll always try harder