Dead to the world, I walk as if I am no longer alive to those of you surrounding me. You act like you don't care but really its because you don't dare show your weaker side within you. You act like im not there but really your just to rude to stare. You say you want me dead but really you've just got too many things going through your head. You may not see me as i walk the halls, the streets, or as im driving past you on the road. But I am there. The reasoning is never clear. Dead or alive im right by your side. No matter how much you love me or how much you hate me I am always going to be right there. Hate and Love are the greatest opposites ever known. But yet, so simmilar. It's all about how one looks at the moment. You can say you love someone so much but yet its just a small cry for help. You can say you hate someone with great passion but yet another cry for help. You can beg for love, and you can beg for forgiveness. But once you've lost your life, you cannot beg to have it back. Life is a precious gift. Only to be recieved once. And taken away once. Those few that are blessed enough to be able to die and come back to life are extreamly loved. And those who were never given the chance to come back seem to be shown extream hate. Love - Hate, opposites but yet side by side. Life - Death, opposites but yet side by side. Does life=love and death=hate. Or is it that life=hate and love=death? Do we really know, do we really care? Do we even know what hate is? Do we know what love is? Do we know what hate isn't, and why one hates another? Do we know what love isn't, and why one loves another? Do we want to know? Does it matter to us? Emotions fly unstablely untill the day comes, and your life is no longer there to pass you by.....
IdIoT_mE
Posted at 10:58:19 pm by my_life
