why do women make you guess what youve done wrong, like the feeling you get when you see a policeman? cos they dont know themselves and havent worked it out yet... you all lie to yourselves and blame others judging them unfairly, calling them names, pointing out their disimilarites, look at fatty, one arm man, skin and bones ooh she looks ill... whatever you say is merely a reflection of you, but i know that and every time i accuse someone of something i know i must be guilty of it to EVEN see it in others...

we all judge unfairly unless we're not judging at all,  if and when we can stop your reflection working on us.. im out

but these days im a true mirror.. i reflect back at you.
what you are not who i am
cos i dont need to know
ive lost and found
and lost myself
once more
i can be
anyone
anythin
your
dead
to me
flesh and bones
no spirit unless you
take the hurt that heals
break your hearts the way a trip shud
be in silence alone or with someone you trust
and let your self go your old self the one who loves a thing
loves a person not the things they bring or the way they make you feel
loving coming from without, coming in to you when you breath it in heals
breath out pain and hate have a love hate relationship with the universe then
breath in golden white sparkling light and breath out darkness fear and dislikes
breath into your heart, visualise it, see it feel it, use that engine to burn your demons
up and let you free set you free to feel to talk to walk i learnt to talk first before walking that figures but i wanna shut up
you wont let me cos your not listening
so im gonn alet you stew in your fog
let the frustration build until you
cant tAKE IT ANYMORE
thats not me thats
you that is

i loved you then i love you now as a friend and as some one i could love forever

but i dont and wont hate you or sen dback the pain and fear your sending me
i cant i musnt get angry or i will get in trouble with the law or hurt someone
i have to stay calm so thanks for the training teachers, im hurting good
realllly good crying my eyes out whenevr someone feels of me
feels whatever it is that they cant have or wont say
feeling their own emotional emotions hurting them
cos all im sending is love thats why your hurting now
youve decided to pick a fight with me cos its hard
to say i love you when youve been haunted
tortured for eternity here by the devil
saying i love you as someone you know
and here i am feeling like a friend
who loves you
giving you my hand
will you take it and leave
come with me to freedom from fear
love love loves