I couldn't live I'm so passive, the moment my true thoughts escape I mourned them For knowing that they didn't matter anyways, won't be heard
Its a familiar structure The lines so oft spoken, I finally realized why they're afraid Suicide really has a pattern It is human to feel, it is human to be out of control We are our versions of Vulcan There is a time for logic to rule and suppress our emotions For the good of the many
Then I see us slowly dwindling the identity of Us solely embedded in I I know I'm not saying anything new What makes me different?
Knowing that this is just a moment in time
Just some self-reflection on my passiveness and shyness
A passive mouth Should not be able to stand On solid ground
In fact it never will Know such a foundation
So long as passivity and poison Anger and predisposition Line a tiny row of fragile teeth
I will not know Let alone why it bites
I am not, nor ever have been, nor will be. But this sort of insipid venom that you're attempting to spew is without foundation or reason. Not to mention that it's not becoming of what I suspect is your true character. I pray for you. And all alike.
Relax, relax, you will be remembered. No need to commit thy image to stone. Breathe, breathe, let time do the talking. No need to feel lonely, you are not alone. Rest, rest, take heed of your moments. Do what you love and forsake the rest. Live, live, like no one is watching. When your soul is gathered love will manifest.
For King and country; for glory; for God; for love; for land; for the right to live; for the right to live how we want All of these, and more, are reasons to fight It's easy to have a reason to fight What about a reason to withhold your actions? What reason does one use to say no to fighting? It's easy to rationalize why we do acts of violence, but nobody rationalizes passivity What about when we do something silly and pointless? I do such things to make people smile If I cannot make myself smile, why not do so for others? Let people ridicule me all day, if I bring about at least one smile, then the day has not been wasted Love is my reason Love for all of mankind, even those whom would stand against me Love is all the reason I need to forsake myself for others