i doubt

i believe someone is loving me but i doubt if its genuine
i will sacrifice if ever love comes along but i doubt if he would last longer than ever
i dream of you always but i doubt if it can happen in reality
i wish to hug you whenever your stubborn but i doubt if you refuse for a certain person

i long to be with you everyday but i doubt if you ignore me right away
i enjoy your company even if its start to be boring but i doubt if you too enjoy my company
ill try to confront you up for what i feel but i doubt if you'll just laugh me out
i believe that this is a crazy damn thing but i doubt if this could be real

i adore the friendship your giving but i doubt if i completely fall more than what you're giving
i expect something which is so impossible but i doubt if this would be possible
i heal my heart for something but i doubt if the scar would remain
im strumming my heart like a guitar but i doubt if this would sounds dull

gugma

sus ang gugma jud mkabuang ingon pa nila makapatay hahai unsaon nlng pag naay kay crush na nluv ka, wla pud xa kagusto na tibaghak na kinabuhi unsaon pagkblo qng love pud ka nya mor dan frnd? kalisod tubagon na pangutana hala xg3 ka dream nya drean rapud tman inyo cloznes bsan sa damgo, kung kanus.a chada ayha pud ka mkamata aWw damgo ra diay abi ko ug tnoud kapait jud mkagusto sa laki laki nga di pud ma speling kung unsa xa hahai naay nagcoment sa fs nagpahiwatig ug filings libog pud ka kung unsa ya gusto? wa neh maguol xad ta ug samot reggea music sa plz haha ang purple soap daun aron mkarelax owh lord tabang, hop hop dili na unta xa madamguhan haha kafoi au mkagusto dah

THE BITTER TRUTH

You say one thing
Yet you mean another
You try to be up front
While hiding beneath a cover

Why are you so selfish?
And why so ignorant?
What exactly does love mean to you
Or should I say, meant?

I've never known someone so fake
Someone who can't speak the truth
Someone so terribly insecure
Someone so cruel, someone like you

Why did you have to be like this
You started off quite fine
You would always say how much you care
I guess that was just another "line"

I just sit around and remember
Of how much I used to enjoy your name
And how I so dearly loved
To play your little game

But now finally I know
That you aren't at all what I thought
And its a damn shame too,
Because I really liked you a lot

I SEE ME

When I look into these eyes
I find things no one else ever catches a glimpse at

I see this fear of judgment
that makes her cower at confrontation

I see this hopelessness for the future
that make her choices her burden alone

I see this desperate need for companionship to make her strong
in the savage world of humans

I see this courage
caged in her thoughts of inferiority

I see these thoughts of abandonment
that make her cling to anything

I see this devotion to her beliefs
that makes her fear death

And I hate that the person I always see is me.

the Road Less Traveled

How often we must bear the challenges of life;
The endless roller coaster between happiness and sorrow;
The constant ups and downs of daily strife.
And always the question remains .... why?

Life is not an easy road for most;
It twists and turns with many forks in the road,
Although always, and inevitably, we are given a choice ...

Do we turn to the right ... or the left?
Do we take the high road ... or the low road?
Do we take the easy path ... or the difficult one?

Decisions are not easy for those struggling for direction ...
And sometimes the many choices and signs become overwhelming.

While standing at a crossroads in life,
The urge is to take the most comfortable path;
The road with least resistance ...
The shortest or most traveled route.

And yet, if we've been down that comfortable road before;
Have gleaned its lessons in life, and learned from our experiences;

Do we yet again follow the known?
Or does our destiny lie in another direction?

The fear of the road less traveled is tangible and all too real;
It manifests itself in many ways,
And tends to cloud the issues that might otherwise be clear.

It is in these times of confusion,
That we must seek peace and solitude;

Time to contemplate on our life,
Our experiences and our choices past;
Time to look back, and reflect on what we have learned
Without fear or confusion.

For only each of us knows our own personal thoughts;
Our unique past and personal history;
The experiences that brought us to the crossroads we now face.

We can always learn a small degree from others experiences,
And yet ... no one person can walk in our shoes,
Others know not, the trials and tribulations faced in private ...

For each is individual ... unique ... and personal.

And that is why ... while standing at a crossroads,
Only "we" can formulate the decision for ourselves;
The true direction that lies within;
The choices we must deliberate on with clarity and wisdom.

For it is only through personal reflection,
That we can now choose our destiny;
... Our next adventure;
... And the future we will embrace.

pure girly love

Pure Girly Love
By Handsum-Hart

She was
The little shepherd girl
Also known as
The tomboyish sling-shooter
Who flung the fiery stone of desire
Into his Philistine heart of coldness
Causing it to burn
With the passion of ancient fire

She was
The radiant ray of rescue
Guiding his sinking heart
To protected shore
During its days
Of overwhelming darkness

She was
The witness
Who saw the truth
In his sightless heart
When it was stone-blind
With little boy foolishness

But more
Than anything else
She was what
His boyish heart
Needed most
"Pure Girly Love"

sisters

Sisters are special
From young ones to old.
God gave me a sister
More precious than gold.

Sugar & Spice
And everything nice
That’s what little girls
Are made of.

A daughter is a precious gift
A blessing from above,
She’s laughter, warmth and feminine charm;

She’s thoughtfulness and love.