Step Into My Office.

BetterDays.

I Remember days used to be simple.

Ever since was a youngin’ smilin’ from ear to ear with dimples.

Eyes are similar to clouds, both build up water to fall down.

Life is unfair, heartbreak city today is under the weather plus it’s no fun there.

These life changes build one up to be greater, vividly optimizing the surroundings of these haters.

Nobody is going to care if you succeed except family. The cold world this has come is insanity. These life changes have brought out the man in me.

Bad scenarios happen to good people.

Some live foolish, packing 9mM’s with two clips, stupid.

Someday wish to be in eternal happiness with one deserving my heart, fragile care like a newborn.

Waking up to not worrying if she’ll ever leave, definite everything will be alright no matter what.

Used to be a player. Once you’ve visited the city of heartbreak, you’ll want to stop.

Young man, seeks good; intentions, female, life, friends, structure, wisdom, soul, deliverance, integrity, chemistry, understanding.

Out the window with being misunderstood.

Homesick, wondering when i’ll be able to leave the city of heartbreak.

For now, this is where an indivudual spends his life, for what;

Being a good boyfriend?

I refuse: to let others bring me down with them, let them have a verbal impact, destruct a good mood of mine.

I thank god for all he has done for me this far.

Healthy, roof over my head, food on my plate, clothes on my back.

I’m going to live life, as if i’ve been resurrected, living life to the fullest.

I stop & think, sometimes. Who will I meet up with in heaven.

Most of this world would rather pick the easy way out.

Pick up a blunt, rather than deal with the stress naturally, & pray.

I’m that other 40% in the world.

Why do the good earn the same respect as a an ugly spirit?

Ugly spirit not as in appearance as we think of it today.

But such as drug dealing, usage.

Wife beaters, abusers.

Agony roams the streets in the darkest corners where sunlight has no business shining on them.

Why should I go through heartbreak city, when my intentions are good.

& Committed? Deservation for something good must await a bright soul.

myVisions.

My intentions are good. I’m no materialist. I don’t ask for much. Of coarse a man needs a good friend. I let all out like a stream of water in the tropical forest, where nobody hears screams, cries, or even hears heartbreak. This is what a turning point of life is for me, I don’t like change. Thought love was more then a giving up on it, & confused on what one wants. I’ve been here to this place, didn’t visualize ever coming back here. Everyone here has their guard up, & some have cold hearts. I wish everything would change & somebody would let their pride down for me. Just so my heart can be happy, as well as others. This feeling is overwhelming. Unexpecting. Odd mooded. Heartbreaking. Everybody understands each other here because we’ve all came here for a reason. We will always be misunderstood. Where is theLOVE?Welcome to my city,Heartbreak.

WiseManOnceSpoke:

You love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it’s yours. If it doesn’t, it never was.

Reality.

Struggles, Lies Believed, Carrying On, Positive Thinking, Mixed Thoughts & Emotions, Dried Tears, Crying In This Storm, Hiding My Tears In The Rain, Who Hears You In Reality, When their’s This Much Pain. Thought What We Had Was Real, In 50 Years You Telling Your Grandbabies It Was Nothing But Infatuation With This Man Named Rudy, While You’re With Your Soulmate, While My Heart Burns Inside, Played With His Heart, Like A Nintendo Game, Mislead. The Devil Succeeded By The Break Up. He Was Stubborn While They Weren’t Determined More Than Him. Failure, Damp Pillows At Night, Memories Running In The Head Of A Young Man, Taking Time Off For Myself Of This World, Heated Cause This World Is Cold Along With Everything In It. Headphones, Working Out, Mind Relieving. Back To The Heartbroken Lost One. With One Good Soul Who’s Heart Is More Broke Than One Of A Bum.