Oct 01, 2008 16:28
History just repeats. We HARDLY know how to change it for better. We return to our stubborn will bound ways with no care for who turns the page. AS LONG AS IT GETS DONE. I go to school and I see these people who are not real. So many of them are lost amoung the chitter chat that they just go where there friends go and could care less. I know that is not everyone but we can not forget who we truely are. If we do then how should we be able to judge anyone anyway. You can not pick out someones faults if you have yet to find your own. No one is perfect and if you think you are then you need one hell of a fucking reality check. It does not matter where you come from, what you wear, how much money you have, it what YOU do with what you HAVE. Not what you need. One thing I am so tired of is the constant "omg I love you" go out and break up because you will not have sex with them. (yes this happened as of recient with a person I know) What have we become? I think I would rather spend 10 years with the devil than to live in a world like what ours is turning into. Why let our friends rule over who we are.
the thing is, no matter how much a person tries theres always an aposing force....
CRADLE SONG
by: William Blake (1757-1827)
LEEP, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night;
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.
Sweet babe, in thy face
Soft desires I can trace,
Secret joys and secret smiles,
Little pretty infant wiles.
As thy softest limbs I feel,
Smiles as of the morning steal
O'er thy cheek, and o'er thy breast
Where thy little heart doth rest.
O the cunning wiles that creep
In thy little heart asleep!
When thy little heart doth wake,
Then the dreadful night shall break.