My pastor asked me what my relationship with God was.
I didn't know.
Shouldn't I know and shouldnt I have a relationship with our Lord?
He isn't a liar or a legend.
He is my Lord. My saviour I look to when I have nothing else. HE IS MY LORD

I say I'm going to "****" him
But really I'm just going to make his life HELL
I'll do anything necessary...

Bully him
Torture him
Report him
Beat him
Or ruin his life starting with what he loves

Anything to make him feel the pain I know well
Even though what he did wasn't to me

But you mess with my family you'll meet your destiny
And that'll be an evil thing,
           ME

They think I get caught up
With all the wrong people
But in all reality
I'm hanging out with all the people I know best
I learnt from the best
I'm following in the footsteps of my family at last

This one is going to be random
I'm alone and cold
Stuck in my own thoughts
Some are good and most are bad
The good ones are of all the moments I've smiled of laughed
However, the bad ones are miserable
And there are a variety of them
That oft-repeat themselves

I watch the trees and listen to the music and the voices of my family
But I'm really not doing any of this
I'm only there physically not mentally
See, I told you this would be random
But as I wrote all of this I was in a car

Most of the time I fall asleep to escape the overly obsessive thinking
Don't ask my why I do any of this cause honestly I don't know
I do the same thing while walking
Its the only time that I have to think without people bugging me and asking why I'm so quiet

I really can be a quiet person but people think that I'm depressed if I'm extremely quiet

Alone With My Thoughts

We're waiting on her, again
She's at work doing paperwork
The same cycle as last week

She's there until 6 o'clock p.m.
he gets ****** and so doesn't my sister
She gets ****** cause they are ******

He asks a simple question like where to now?
And she freaks saying I've been working for 18 hours

Here I am thinking that most of the time its her fault
W
Except its not, apparently, because there is always something she HAS TO DO

Everybody takes a break from taking
And everyone finally calms down and laughs
Except for me

   This is the same MISERABLE CYCLE

What would you do if you knew the person responsible for a ****?
If this person was going to your school?
Was in your grade?
What would you do if the victim of this vicious crime was....
                        YOUR SISTER?
WHAT WOULD YOU DO??

He broke me and I didn't know why.
He dumped me because we never saw each other.
I gave him everything and in return he shattered me.