people are bastards

nothing good comes from hard work and genuine effort

you will only end up face down in the fucking dirt.

Choose

Now i have to choose,
Between the girl in my dreams,
The girl I still search for,
And the girl I have always loved.
Is it the same person?

Searching

From across the room,
Into the deepest eyes,
The prettiest smile.
I have to find you,
And I won't rest until I do.