What Grinds My Gears

Moreover than most I end up looking like a bad guy because I have the decency of telling you what you deserve to hear. It isn’t my fault what I have to say is hurtful, most likely you brought it upon yourself. I just happen to judge the kind of person you are and if I see something I call it out. But what really grinds my gears is when people call you out on something and don’t really know what is going on. You had a bad weekend cause somebody was sick? Cry me a river, I know what constitutes a bad weekend and don’t try to compare it’ll be apples to oranges. I’ll make you look like a jester and be the main joke, so sit down and cram it. And once you understand what a bad weekend is composed of come and talk to me, before you cast judgments.

Say Goodbye

Call it what you want death, eternal rest or passing we all have to say goodbye at sometime. You never know when your time will be up but I like to think when you do its a happy note. Like you figured out what love really is or acceptance of something that most can’t do. It will take a toll on the people who care about you but the nice thing is you left a mark nobody ever could. All I’m trying to say I guess is that there will be that one moment in life where you’ll be on cloud Nine and can’t be touched. And it’ll be your best Goodbye.

It’s a Game

I was told the day the game stops loving you is the day you’re done. I never wanted to understand what it meant rather I figured out the real meaning of it. It isn’t the game that stops loving you but more the people who decide your fate, whether they love who you are says if the game will stop. The irony is just too much to actually think about for me, the game I love the one that loves me, can be taking away by somebody who could care less for me? That’s why it’s just a game to them.