Refract.
It's hard to know where to start really. But then, everything seems to be taken for granted. It's hard to remember, that it's the little things that count more. And many little things there's been, only to be overshadowed by a molehill that shouldn't even be there.
Karma works in many ways; fate cannot be avoided. Even though things could have been different with just the right amount of effort in the opposite direction, karma would still find a way to put the bite in things. What's done is done. Don't dwell on it. By trying to justify the need for mistakes, the ones that were close become the victims of undirected scorn.
But it's okay isn't it? They can always be replaced with others who just would love to shower attention on a battered ego. There's always someone out there to rescue the hapless damsel in distress. Friendship should never be viewed as a bargaining chip, but everyone has a breaking point. There is no regret for effort, but a little thank you would be nice once in a while.
Favors are exactly that. Nothing is expected in return. But just because they are given doesn't mean that it's to be taken for granted. The best has been offer on a silver platter, but effort must be made by the individual as well. How long can one survive on charity before needing to return favors instead? How many people out there are really as good natured as one might think them to be? To be too proud to admit weakness only brings doom and despair.
The ball is out of play now. A new set is to be served maybe? On a different court, with a different player. From what's been seen, maybe a different method of play would be more beneficial? Metaphors from an addled mind indeed.
You don't succeed cause you hesitate
You think we're fly
But we levitate
Just be yourself
Don't ask us why
'Cause if you don't we'll make you fly
You can't be me
I'm a Rock Star
I'm rhyming on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel and my .44 pops far
It's almost over now
It's almost over now
N.E.R.D. - Rockstar.
Indeed. It's almost over now isn't it.
Karma works in many ways; fate cannot be avoided. Even though things could have been different with just the right amount of effort in the opposite direction, karma would still find a way to put the bite in things. What's done is done. Don't dwell on it. By trying to justify the need for mistakes, the ones that were close become the victims of undirected scorn.
But it's okay isn't it? They can always be replaced with others who just would love to shower attention on a battered ego. There's always someone out there to rescue the hapless damsel in distress. Friendship should never be viewed as a bargaining chip, but everyone has a breaking point. There is no regret for effort, but a little thank you would be nice once in a while.
Favors are exactly that. Nothing is expected in return. But just because they are given doesn't mean that it's to be taken for granted. The best has been offer on a silver platter, but effort must be made by the individual as well. How long can one survive on charity before needing to return favors instead? How many people out there are really as good natured as one might think them to be? To be too proud to admit weakness only brings doom and despair.
The ball is out of play now. A new set is to be served maybe? On a different court, with a different player. From what's been seen, maybe a different method of play would be more beneficial? Metaphors from an addled mind indeed.
You don't succeed cause you hesitate
You think we're fly
But we levitate
Just be yourself
Don't ask us why
'Cause if you don't we'll make you fly
You can't be me
I'm a Rock Star
I'm rhyming on the top of a cop car
I'm a rebel and my .44 pops far
It's almost over now
It's almost over now
N.E.R.D. - Rockstar.
Indeed. It's almost over now isn't it.
posted by Rand0m at 12:00 PM
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