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The ways you see life determines what you value,
what you value determines what you learn,
What you value determines what you live for
What you live for determines how you live
So if you see life as:
A poem, you learn words
A problem you solutions
A relation,you learn communication
A game, you learn tricks
A battle, you learn to  fight
A job, you learn duty
A race,you learn speed
A marathon, you learn endurance
A study, you learn logic
An act, you learn emotions
A music, you learn notes
A dance you learn steps
A beat, you learn to dance
A community you learn people
A weather, you learn shelter
A storm you learn strength
A turn, you learn patience
A trade you learn money
A jungle you learn survival
An ocean, you learn to swim
A mountain you learn scaling
A valley, you learn graceful descent
A commitment you learn honesty
A death zone, you learn killing
A mystery, you learn adventure
An adventure, you learn living
A fashion you learn dressing
A competition you learn scarcity
A cooperation you learn abundance
A team work you learn networking
A lie, you learn to the truth
A truth, you learn freedom
The goal to being free is to learn your lies, challenge and face them
A job you learn duty,
When you see life as comparison, you learn envy
Destructive envy leads to priority misplacement,
This leads to value misplacementzthe root cause of shortsightedness and selfishness
So, see right to learn right to live right
See right to live right
Somethingelse May 21
They say no one survives the devil
They were wrong
I survived you
They say man's heart is evil
A place no good belongs
That describes you
I survived the devil,
I became mysteriously strong
I survived true,
But I became something else
A legend everyone tells
Mystifying,casting spells
It's good being something else
Living my dreams,not of someone else
It's great to live your dreams
Something I'm privileged to achieve
Sometimes there
Just isn’t a pill
It’s just the will
Of a grey day

Go away ugly coat weather
Hide under my bed
Come out when we need you
But just not today

Twirl in my PJs
Because that’s what I need
I crave more sleep
So down my head I lay

Maybe tomorrow
Maybe not even then
I’ll deal with it when i need to
Then I can pick up my pen
Some days are a complete waste of thought. Try again tomorrow maybe. For a fellow poet and any others having a bad day.
Euphrosyne Feb 23
Met you in the dark
I, I was torn apart
Save my heart From a great disaster
Tell me what you're seeking
You can do the speaking
Lights go on and off repeating
Your precious words
Echo in my ears
Hoping I'm the only one who hears
I don't want nobody else
Nobody else but you
You made me feel delirious
With all the things you do
I don't need to fall asleep
You're my dream come true
And I don't want nobody else
Nobody else but you
I'll stay faithful to you
Just give me your time
And I will make you mine, baby
Wanna be yours.
I don't want nobody else but you I'll stay faithful to you diane.
Amanda Jan 6
I searched for what I was missing
Discovered something else instead
It certainly filled the hole inside
Filled me up with lead

Now I've adapted different versions
Of the face I wear each day
It's hard to tell the truth apart
From the broken lies I say

Tried to **** the sadness
Looking for a cure
But I murdered more than intended
Which parts I am not sure

Past lingered like cheap perfume
I couldn't stand the smell
So I doused myself in gasoline
It seems it burned a little too well

Have I overdone it?
Invading every pore
Every cell in my body rearranged
At least Im not like I was before
I cut off too much of myself and now I'm more incomplete than ever
Ruheen Jan 4
Say too much
But do
Even less.
It's enough
To make
Me hate
They do
But I know,
They hate
They do
Mean everything
And everything
And more.
But they
Mean nothing
To me,
Even less
Than before.
Because they
Are sinking
In my eyes
They are drowning
In a pool
As shallow
As their souls.
Everyone else.
But me.
As well as a few other select people.
It's not really everyone else. Just mostly the people around me.
I honestly don't know. It's late. I'm tired.
halle Dec 2019
every time i open my mouth

someone makes me feel small

if my feelings aren't valid

why should i even speak at all?
Dream Fisher Nov 2019
Everybody is looking to be something
Where they're heartbeats make sense
While people lose dreams like nothing
Leaving them to never know what they meant.
Stars align like skies without a cloud
Stars collide but we don't hear a sound.
Are we really listening?

In a fast paced life where a dollar sign
Is what makes happiness arise
I don't know if I can push aside
The pendulum that makes my ticker tock,
I walk astray from most the others way
Afraid I might lose the key to my lock
Trapped in a dead end job, never leaving the box.

Everybody is looking to be something
Real passion left to be unfelt
Craving anything that makes us feel real
Laying up, hoping to be something else.
Erian Rose Oct 2019
Your smile
It's something that no one else can compare

Your laughter
It brings out my worries and pains

If only you knew how much
You make my stomach flutter

I can't help it
Falling for your smile
blushing prince Sep 2019
An artist too lazy to make any art
So what am I?
The sleepy commitment holding your hand in public places
An enormous gratitude lounging in between spaces with a stain on her shirt
Always seeking to be the next big thing

A stoic
Unable to process any other philosophy
that doesn't kiss me when I'm nervous
Lights turning on in the afternoon
And the warm glow of knowing people are inside
Ready to open up the door and invite you into the individual smells that occupy their reality

I am I-don't-remember-the-city-anymore girl
Sterile buildings and antiseptic coast
Are both memory and fiction
I am everything's-sort-of-familiar and yet exactly obscure
A contrarian careful to never admit that everything
Will make sense with enough persuasion
In the corners of my mind sits a woman
Smoothing out creases of my brain like the folds on bed sheets
Or the wrinkles in a shirt
And I allow her to because I love her
And I believe that what she does is affection
And maybe I'm right
Or maybe I'm wrong and I was never an artist
But something else entirely because that's so much easier
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