Is it true that fallen trees have no sounds?
If so, why do we feel pain when it hits ground?
Millions of years' work is being ruined,
so we can go to buildings learning 2+2
Why do Children of the Earth die so some could have better material?
I look around and all I see are murderers and hypocrites.
I can't help but think I have become the same.
Since when is killing a little girl ever been okay?
Even if you don't like the government is it dandy to **** a representative?
or would it be okay to give this individual the chair?
What about the millions of people crossing the United States border yearly, yet still down talking our country?
Why is it okay to see children smoking and drinking yet not okay for gays to believe in God?
Why has it been so easy to ask these things yet so hard to answer?
It is because our nature our environment has become so corrupt and outlawed that all these things are thought of as normal.
Many men have died in battle protecting the freedoms of this country so why don't we take the time to see that and truly appreciate it?
There is more to 4th of July than just drinking and fireworks.
Take a stand now and Change our environment for the better.
Help the world be a better place.

Your love is like an ocean wave, constantly overpowering.
Your touch gives me goosebumps.
The very thought of your being makes my heart skip beats.
However, it pains me, you're always on the streets.
You bring with you pleasure at the price of a loved one's pain.
They say you can control my soul, my thoughts, my brain.
But they will never understand the love that I have for you.
For you make me feel powerful and of importance.
Many have fallen to your spell and the weak have stayed.
But I am stronger than you.
You shall not control me any more.
I'm done, I'm leaving and there is no way you can stop me.
I have found myself a new path, a new beginning.
All without you.
You are just an addiction that I must kick.
I'm sorry, but this is farewell.
Good bye crystal ****.

Unimaginable torture and sorrow engulfs our minds,
We lead ourselves astray from the road less taken,
Afraid of what can happen,
This is how you make your fate,
Singling out the wise and murdering the ignorant,
Those in power abuse,
Those who are weak lose,
Darwin called this 'Survival of the Fittest',
I call this hell,
Men on TV in suits talk about obstacles they have never endured,
pain they've never felt.
For they commute back to therir no worry paradise while we struggle,
STRUGGLE- hmmm almost sounds amusing,
We are conceived, we learn, and we fade.
No one remembers us on days of no importance.
This is America, land of the free, home of the brave,
Home.
Four letter word meaning place of comfort,
But is it truly?
We live, laugh, and love.
We fight for our lives,
Stand up for liberty,
And pursue happiness,
yet that happiness comes with a final price.
Death.

I sit in my room thinking,
about the past pain.
They don't even have a clue about things I have seen.
Life isn't sweet, nor is it bitter.
Its just a *****.