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Still Alive
You tried to beat me,
You tried to break me
You tried to destroy me,
But somebody saved me
You tried to make me
Bow down to your will...
But I still defy you,
So tell me, how does that feel?
Everytime you knock me down...
I get back up, off the ground...
I know what you want,
Cause it you can't hide!
You've tried to kill me,
But I'm still alive!
No matter what you do,
No matter what you take!
You are blinded inside
By your own hate!
Here is something you can't deny...
I am still alive
Still...alive...
You tried to force me,
To believe all your words
But I've always known,
Just how much they were worth!
You tried to change me,
Into something I am not
But I wouldn't let you have my soul...
Because it's all I've got!
Everytime you sink you fingers
Deep into me...
I fight back so savagely!
I know what you want,
Cause it you can't hide!
You've tried to kill me,
But I'm still alive!
No matter what you do,
No matter what you take!
You are blinded inside
By your own hate!
Here is something you can't deny...
I am still alive
Still...alive...
Still alive!
I cannot be molded
Into what you want...
I know you think I want it...
But I don't!
I know what you want,
Cause it you can't hide!
You've tried to kill me,
But I'm still alive!
No matter what you do,
No matter what you take!
You are blinded inside
By your own hate!
Here is something you can't deny...
I am still alive!
jlp November 12, 2008
You tried to beat me,
You tried to break me
You tried to destroy me,
But somebody saved me
You tried to make me
Bow down to your will...
But I still defy you,
So tell me, how does that feel?
Everytime you knock me down...
I get back up, off the ground...
I know what you want,
Cause it you can't hide!
You've tried to kill me,
But I'm still alive!
No matter what you do,
No matter what you take!
You are blinded inside
By your own hate!
Here is something you can't deny...
I am still alive
Still...alive...
You tried to force me,
To believe all your words
But I've always known,
Just how much they were worth!
You tried to change me,
Into something I am not
But I wouldn't let you have my soul...
Because it's all I've got!
Everytime you sink you fingers
Deep into me...
I fight back so savagely!
I know what you want,
Cause it you can't hide!
You've tried to kill me,
But I'm still alive!
No matter what you do,
No matter what you take!
You are blinded inside
By your own hate!
Here is something you can't deny...
I am still alive
Still...alive...
Still alive!
I cannot be molded
Into what you want...
I know you think I want it...
But I don't!
I know what you want,
Cause it you can't hide!
You've tried to kill me,
But I'm still alive!
No matter what you do,
No matter what you take!
You are blinded inside
By your own hate!
Here is something you can't deny...
I am still alive!
jlp November 12, 2008
Literature
lie.
The word 'lie', in the English language, has over ten different meanings. Most of these meanings are similar and have to do with things like an object resting on a surface (often confused with the word lay which is the actual act of resting something on something else) or not speaking the truth when you should.
The word lie, in the language I speak, is ugly and awkward. It's a square inside a circle, purple on brown, a broken bottle of Jack Daniels in a field of fresh and smiling dandelions. It crunches under my feet and pokes up between my toes with sharp sounds and I hate it. I hate how it sounds.
lie verb (used without object)
to
Literature
Memory
I tripped over your memory today
It haunts the ground I walk on
I found myself falling into open arms
Remembered your voice as it called my name
I walked into a wall today
Pressed my nose against the glass
I remember revolving doors
And how you stopped one in its tracks
I fell down the stairs today
And nearly twisted my left knee
And I remember how all the times you loved me
You never saw me hurt
I paced around my room today
Remembering our first phone call
My voice still shaking, I couldnt sleep
Small things like that may never change
I found myself a gift today
Remembering how little you gave me
And how so little mea
Literature
losing.
i.
my eyes are hollow.
happiness is hiding from me,
silence is stalking, suffocating.
how do i smile?
ii.
the roads are too long, too
slippery. it's too easy to get lost.
and i have no map.
could someone be my map?
please?
iii.
'you haven't lost
until you've given up,'
they remind me.
'don't give up.'
iv.
sometimes i wonder -
what if i already have given up?
have i lost, then?
v.
stop asking me to breathe, please.
stop asking me to live.
stop asking me to be happy.
i don't want to.
vi.
if God could see me now,
what would He think of me?
[it can't be good.]
vii.
sunshine hurts my eyes.
the only cage i'm in is one
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Life.
It tries so hard to finish me.
It tries so hard to make me give up.
But it cannot bend me to it's will.
Not while I'm still alive.
It tries so hard to finish me.
It tries so hard to make me give up.
But it cannot bend me to it's will.
Not while I'm still alive.
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