If only I had wings . . . by invisible @ NuTang.com

What is this world coming to?

Monday. 10.15.07 6:08 pm

I can see through your fake exterior.
Your not making me jealous.
Your not being yourself.
You cannot hide your aura and emotions.
This illusion you've surrounded yourself in.
This world you've created.
It does not throw me off course.
I can see your interior clearly.

Whats one thing most people want in this world?
Control.
You can't always control everything.
You twist the minds of the young.
You create false situations to cripple others.
All for your own happiness.
This mindset of power and control gives you strength.
You find joy in tearing people apart.
Breaking them down mentally and destroying their identity.
All for your own sick pleasure.
For the pure fact of having control.
You digust me.

You are broken.
In search of something that seems to taunt you.
You always ask why you.
Why this happens to you.
Yet the one that wants to help.
That has offered you what you seek.
You turn away from.
To save the one that hides in an illusion.
I somewhat understand.
However I wish not to.
Heal so we can live on.

The young and naive.
You are oh so cute.
However you play along.
He plays a game.
Controling your way of thinking.
You simply play long.
I cannot help you.
It's your fault your falling.
I was decieved by your smile.
Now I know what you do.
Yet your not fake.
You are in search of yourself.
You are simply young.

You can't decide what you want.
Little do you know your 'friends' plot your destruction.
Turn away and don't look back.
Don't lose her.
Don't let him take her away.
He's twisted the minds of the crippled.
They to are against you.
Blinded by rage they seek your destruction.
Feuled my rumors and lies.
They are fiends praying upon your identity.
Take her and run while you can.
They have torn into your soul already.
Flee while you can.
Always remember I'm here if you need help along the way.

What is this world coming to?
Why can't we respect each other?
Have a little repect for yourself.
Things come as they do growing old.
Growing up however, you need to figure out on your own.
Learn from your mistakes.
Do not create them.

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