Boston

Oh, how far I have fallen.
From the top of the mountain I sat, and now I have fallen to the deepest depths of hell.
The world looks so much different from down here.
It is in fact a cruel, forsaken place.

I sit alone, burning with sadness.
Slowly the burning will consume my heart, and then me entirely.
The world will watch, and yet none will see.
For I will hide the sight of such a thing, and no one will care to want to see.
They will all dance above me, and not a word will be spoken.
They'll live like nothing else matters, and nothing will.
The broken orphan will suffer his judgment.
And his lost family will never see this.
He will be gone before they notice, and when he is gone they wont care.

Oh, how forsaken the orphan's God has left him.
"Where are you?" he will call.
There will be no answer.
With no one to answer his call for help, for salvation the orphan will turn to something quite despicable.
He will go to that place, and he will feel safe.
And he will hurt, but his heart will not feel it.
The world will not see, the world's eyes are blind.
Blind to his pain, his suffering, to him.
Oh how can they not see how badly he hurts.
Does no one care?
or do they truly not see as he believes?
He asks the question repeatedly and with no answer he is left to decide for himself.
To leave this place.
Leave the hurt.
Maybe he will go to Boston.
Where no one will know his name.
Boston.

The Orphan

I'm trapped.
Bleeding, and dieing alone.
The world talks of me and yet i know not of the world.

I'm lost.
Crying, and decomposing alone.
The people sharpen their tongues, their arrows ready to strike.

I'm gone.
Brokenhearted, and suffering alone.
The orphan dries his tears, and hides himself from everything.

I'm dead.
Forsaken, and rotting alone.
The funeral is empty, and no one will care.

I'm safe.
Happy, and carefree.
The universe cannot harm me and I am free.

You're so Blind.

She sits on her perch.
High above the rest of us, she watches me like a hawk.
Preying on my "bad" deeds.
She rests up there for long periods of time, never bothers me one bit, till a moment in time where she flies down and tears away at me.
At my life.

She fills my heart with grief.
Her voice leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth, she is foul to say the least.
Her tongue flaps at me yet again, and again she flies back to her perch to rest.

The days linger on. As if nothing is amiss or that nothing has happened. Yet, still I lay on the ground, bleeding internally, dieing. I am broken. She sees nothing, no perspective from anything else but herself. Oh how can you not see? Are you that blind? Do you not see me? Do you not see my broken body, lying in shambles there? Are you that blind?

I want to yell, I want to scream. Do the wrong that you've done to me back to you, but i don't. I sit, endure the pain, hide the invisible scars that you leave. Oh, you are so blind, and oh so foolish.

Life will go on, and the cycle will continue. This wretched, horrid cycle of pain, and misery. No one will notice, life will go on. And everything will appear to be fine. As if nothing has happened at all. They're all so blind.

Try.

Life is difficult, right?
I mean not one single person goes through life without difficulty.
We all face problems in life, in which we must make a decision.
Whether we overcome the 'obstacle' or give up.
This decision is absolute. In every single thing.

The only real difference remains to be the size of the 'obstacle'.
Some of us will have large obstacles to overcome.
Others will have minor obstacles that challenge them.
No matter the size we still must make a decision.
A decision that could impact the lives of several others or even ourselves.
These decision can have lasting impacts.
they can ruin friendships,
tear down marriages,
destroy families,
end lives,
but also create friendships,
start up marriages,
make families,
and bring life into the world.


How incredible is it that we are given the chance to do what we want with our lives?
I mean seriously.
So many people will look so far beyond that and they dont even see all of the good we have in our lives!
We get to live,
free.
and do with our lives what we will
sure there are rules that our government expects us to follow.
but really that hardly matters when god just gave us this world,
and then we are given the chance to make of it what we will.
How Incredible is that?!
I mean god,
thank you.
haha.

What else can i say?
He gave us this Beautiful world.
With endless beauty,
endless art, endless amazement.
A gift.
To do with what we choose.
And what did he ask of us in return?
Nothing.
Half of his people have turned away from him too.
They've taken a different path,
but he still loves them.
this is the kind of philosophy i try to go with,
love everyone.
no matter who they are.
Even if those people are different from me.
Love them.
But what does this take?
Effort.
Lots of effort.
Most people generally dont want to put in that kind of effort.
Which stems into things like racism, stereotypes, ect.
I mean think of how the world would be different if these things didnt exist.
My main thought goes to music.
How many more African American musicians would have the ability to play the music like jazz back then when they were discriminated against so badly.
But at the same time the all of it has shaped them and made them who they were and how they played.
So times the bad things still can have good results.
but too get the good results it takes,
effort.
Everything comes back to it.
I mean itd be easy to sit there and say i cant do this because of this, this, and this.
But the truly great people rise above all that.
They put in effort when no one else does.
And that is what really makes them great.
They Try,
Try.


Thats what it all comes down to isnt it?
There are those of us that Try,
and those of us who dont.
That pretty much separates who succeeds in life.
Minus the few of us that are given things so easily.
They get it easy.
but dont come out of it with the experiences.
So really the ones who tried and came out with almost the same results got it better.
Its just the way life works out.
Those who really try have good things happen to them.
Its what does and should happen.
Thus i encourage everyone to Try.
If you have a goal that want to meet,
Try, put in the effort and meet it.
If something just isnt working out the way it should,
Try, put in the effort and fix it.

Try, Try, Try.
Thats what it all comes down.

So I'm gonna try (try)
I'm gonna try (try)
Gonna try to be myself
Although myself will wonder why
I'm gonna try (try)
I'm gonna try (try)
Gonna try to be myself this time.
-Try, John Mayer Trio.