[paposeco]

IF.

If my soul could bleed
like my eyes cry,
there'd be an Ocean of red
neath a cold black sky.


Don't.

Do not think that you can see me
through the windows of my Soul..
Do not assume you know.
You see what you need to see
and that ain't necessarily me.
You may think you know me
but really,
all you're doing is
trying to paint over my desert
with your visions of
streams and mountain Oaks.
You don't know me,
you're only seeing what you're wanting to see.


Wasted Life.

To have and bitch...
oh what a fuckin' luxury.

Not to have
and be thankful
oh what a heavy blessin'.

Yes, to have and bitch
what a wasted life.

Nothing more depressing
to humans and God
than one who has but
lives as one who has not.

So, if you have Love
guard it well,
but if you don't...
call it HELL!