This isn’t the way I should live my life
Cursed by other people mistakes
Finding my way out this strife
I think I’m strong, that I have it takes

To overcome all that’s happened, all that’s be done
Not looking, ignoring the past
So that I’m able to face what’s to come
Refusing to become just another victim

You can swing at me
You can call me names
I am strong
I can take the pain

You can make me hurt
And treat me like dirt
But you will not break me
Because I am strong

Friends forever, you promised.
Never to part, you said.
But now we've fought,
Words were thrown between us...
And now I'm lying here crying on my bed.

Part of me feels,
That it'll never be the same...
Sure we've fought before,
But they were always fixed,
And we both took responsibility to the problem,
But in this one fight,
You said there was only one person to blame...
Me.

I've always been there for you.
And I know I always will,
Because I cared about you then,
And I care about you still.

Friends forever,
Was what we said we'd always be,
But look what's happened today,
We've fought and now you are gone...
So what I really need you to see,
Is what you made it feel like,
All the tears I've cried,
The hurt I've felt all through the night,
You said friends forever,
But really,
It was friends for never.

The hardest part of any friendship
is when it is time to say goodbye,
and even though I wished I could make you stay,
I know I got to let you spread your wings and fly.
For life is a journey that needs to be travelled
and I am certain you'd make it through,
I just want you to know and never forget
that I will surely miss you.
So follow your heart and never give up,
as dreams and wishes do come true,
for I know that someday we'll meet again,
so never forget I will be praying for you.. :-(

Young man with braided hair.
"But that's for girls!"
Yet he does not care.
Through braids, he's one with the natural world

Elaborate feathered head dress
Upon a woman's head.
"Those are simply meaningless."
But the tradition is not dead.

"Aboriginals are lazy."
They hunt and skin animals everyday
This renders you crazy!
Very hard work, I would say.

You call them uneducated,
For "They are not smart."
They should not be degraded.
You've been different from the start.

"Their skin is always red."
You may be fairly close.
But their hearts are not dead.
Like yours, each beat is a song note.

"They live off of alcohol."
That's a fairly generic thought.
It's not the case at all.
We've given reason to drink to numb the pain.

Dark  hair and dark eyes,
Is how they're often seen
In this racist world we live in.
Perhaps, we only see what's skin deep.....

How could I ever forget you,
When you are my other half the part that
makes two,
You mean so much to me,
And that everyone can see,
Best friends drifting off into the sea,
Me and you side by side,
Something like Bonnie and Clyde,
You watch over me like I do for you,
And I know you care for me too,
You are the best,
Without there being any test,
You'r always there,
So I know that you care,
My best friend, my life, and my brother,
And there will never be another.

I don’t need you. I can smile without you. I can live and I can breathe.I don’t need you so that I can be me...

I can stand on my own. I can make my own way I don’t need you to hold my hand to get me through the day...

I can climb mountains without you there to push me through I can make it, I can do it, I am me without you...

A relationship is a connection between two individuals. When two people fall in love it has become a loving relationship. The relationship has moved from two people simply in contact with each other to two people who can't get enough of each other. A loving relationship may build slowly like a train coming in the distance until when it get to you it emits a deafening roar. Or you may be two people totally oblivious to the relationship that is developing when suddenly you are hit with the realization that you have fallen in love.

I'd still thought that everything I thought about that day-the shame, the fear-would fade in time. But that hadn't happened. Instead, the things that I remembered, these little details, seemed to grow stronger, to the point where I could feel their weight in my chest. Nothing, however stuck with me more than the memory of stepping into that dark room and what I found there, and how the light then took that nightmare and made it real... ;-(

For the first time I trusted somebody.
For the first time I shared each & every moment of my life with somebody.
For the first time I fought with my owns for somebody.
For the first time I remained hungry for somebody.
For the first time I was ready to loose my self respect for somebody.
For the first time I was ready to die for somebody.
But who knew that 1 day I would be cheated by that somebody.
Who knew that there's not even a single feeling for me in the heart of that somebody.
For the first time I tried to quit “because” of somebody.