*Editing, Minor Errors*
Carlos Medina was simply a quoting, so it's only fair I update twice today.
I've had a little bit of writer's block because life is hectic and I have so much running through my mind, but I'll push through to update. I've been writing and holding on to it while I edit previous chapters.
"When someone constantly shows you who they are, believe them."
-UnknownSame old mistakes..looking at the same old face but when will I learn to walk in my own grace
Trying to please you but it never seems to be known...I keep on trying because it needed to be shown
Keeping secrets because I don't want to be judged, not from from you but from others that stood around and watched everything between us unfold
From the breaking to the gathering of strength, do I watch myself sit and fall apart again? I refuse.
I refuse to keep on settling because of a simple want and not need, I refuse because the patterns never change and I constantly peeped.
I wanted you to be a good person but honestly I don't think you have it in your heart to even try.
I don't diss, I state facts and fact is I tried to make you a good person but once I got tunnel vision, a clear path I seen you for you and quite frankly I wasn't sad anymore because I always knew.
Lesson learned, some people aren't good people and I have to stop trying to portray them in that light as a decent human being. You are selfish and you are reckless.
Stop doing people like that, karma is real and you don't seem to even give a damn because nothing ain't happening to you yet. As for myself, vulnerability is the damn devil...a tool he set right on a platter for me because he knows it's going to be used, I allow things to happen because I'm blinded by my own thoughts of a person...so is everything really my own fault? I own up to it. I should've stayed away. I should've left it alone but I didn't, now look at me...right back at square one.
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PoesíaThis is a short story booklet of ideas, feelings, and mostly emotions that we can relate to whether it's love, sex, or dreams. We create our own L$D's, we are emotional creatures, we are unique, we are relatable. Is it the bootleg burn book? Nah.