18 January 2009

In words

what is in a word of insult, but the meaning and feelings of the person that says it.

why should it define the person that it is targeted at, and not the person that says it.

why is it when things are to go wrong, it isn't one or two but everything.

why is it that when the things that really matter go away, they go in silence,
and when small things strut it, there's so much noise and hullaballoo.

In a funeral we loose a body, a mother or a child,
But everyday we loose ourselves, and there's no one to cry for us.

Make me diamond houses and fly me in diamond cars,
Cause this glass house breaks too fast.

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