It always seems as though those who can love me can leave me just as easily.

Always take your chances. Coz who knows where you'll end up, and who you might end up without if you don't.

Running out of ways to explain,
you've done it before, and you'll do it again.

Hindsight is always 20/20

I hate this state I'm in, i hate feeling the way i do,
and i don't know if it's your fault anymore, but i'll put the entire blame on you.

*from my poem Angry Tears...

You can't pick your family,
so pick your friends well, and treat them well.
after all, they are the ones who have the choice, and CHOOSE to love you.

I won't forget,
no regrets.
Coz what you give,
is what you get.

Peace needs love, but love is pain.
Love is needed, but without hurt, no gain.

Why give us hands if we can't heal?
why give us hearts if pain's all we feel?