From My Heart, Through My Eyes, To These Words
James
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I never wanted to be 'one of those'. Marching to a different tune and singing to a different song, this is, yours sincerely, Me.

Talk No More
Thursday, April 08, 2010 @
How to know when your heart has sank the lowest? When you feel cold, together with that familiar sinking feeling, and with a little tear in the eyes. You choke on your words but you feel you have so much to say. You want to shout it all out but nothing comes out. You curl up into a ball and wonder what has happened to you. You just want to get rid of this feeling but at the end of it you know you are feeling this because you care, and because you are human.

I think I care too much, and I am too human. But how can I not care... How can I act as if it's alright... To do so, would be a hypocrite. I don't want to be one. Somebody hit the "play" button on my life, because it has paused. But not just anybody...

Only my baby girl can.

The Way I Live - James

Manners would make a man
Apologies, to things can mend
Thank for what gets grant
Plead for what you want

Actions define your class,
Only from the heart it should be,
Instincts that reflects thee,
Hypocrites will finish last.

Do unto others,
What you would others do unto you,
But seek revenge,
And it only begets,
Another avenge.



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