The greatest weapon anyone can use against us is our mind. Are we true to ourselves Or do we live for the expectations of others And if we are open and honest, can we ever truly be loved Can we find the courage to release our deepest secrets Or in the end, are we all unknowable even to ourselves
Appearances can be deceiving ,can't they And you've practically made it an art form .Ever time i smile at you across a room or we run into each other at the luncheon, or i o welcome you into my home. Let that smile be a reminder of just how much i despise you . And that every time i hug you , the warmth you feel ,is my hatred burning through .
Guilt is a powerful affliction. You can try to turn your back on it, but that’s when it sneaks up behind you and eats your life. Some people struggle to understand their own guilt, unwilling or unable to justify the part they play in it. Others run away from their guilt, until there’s no conscience left at all. But I run toward my guilt. I feed off of it. I need it. For me, guilt is one of the few lanterns that still light my way.