Dear Bullies,

You think its cool to insult people, you find pleasure in somebody else’s pain, you feel good about yourself by making other people feel bad and you think all these things you do which is hurtful so pleasing that you forget, it makes you nothing but a bully. And may be you love the idea of being a bully because it makes you feel smart and powerful. But what you don’t understand is that all these things you do; don’t make you smart, it’s rather an act of desperation. You do not want to admit it but deep down you know it’s true. You know that all these things you do is to make yourself feel better. Being mean and rude to others, reducing them to tears gives you satisfaction of being powerful. Although you think it makes you powerful and intelligent, it makes you nothing but a loser who desperately is trying to hide his own inadequacy and incompetence. The very thing you think as your biggest asset is a tattoo on you forehead that screams, “I am good for nothing.” No matter how hard you try to prove your superiority by bullying people, the truth is you cannot fill the shallowness that’s within you. Hence to overcome your own insecurities you project your inadequacy onto others. And what’s more pathetic is even though you know all these things are true you deny it, you won’t accept the truth but try to defend yourself. What you can do is not face the truth but resent. However the simple truth is no matter how bad you may make other people feel with your false accusations and vile insults you know you are nothing but a jerk trying so hard to fit into this world by faking your own persona. What you do not want is to accept your weaknesses. You try to be who you are not. No matter how you project yourself in front of people, at the end of the day you are nothing but a weak, irresponsible and insecure person who is unwilling to recognize that there could be better ways of behaving. You are that sorry arse who is scared to face his own reflection and avoids his own shadow simply because you cannot digest the flaws within you. You are a gutless person trying to cover your flaws by projecting it onto others.

Sincerely,
B

Come Clean

No you are not listening
you are not even here
have you seen your face
you got me scared
no you are not trying hard
you are not onto it
you broke your promise again
probably you dont even care
you cant even stand on your feet
and you have lost your sense
your breathe is stinking
please stay away from me

all you got are excuses
but do you even realise how hard it is to be me?

i am trying hard
yes trying to be perfect
trying to please you
trying to read your mood

i cry, cry alone
i fight, fight alone
i need you but you are not here
never were and never will be

i know you have issues
i know there are things
yes things those are missing from your life
and yes i understand your frustration
i know you are sad
but am i not reason enough to make you smile?
am i not reason enough for you to make this work?

years gone by
watching you destroy urself
my heart sinks
seeing you slowly killing yourself

i shout i scream
i yell at you
i sound mean
but please understand i didnt mean to treat you so
listen to me
stop ignoring
why cant you just stop
please stop, please stop it

you can change
yes you obviously can
i know evil is not in your blood
you just are lost
hold my hand and fight it back
fight for the future
fight for happiness
fight for brighter days thats waiting for you ahead
come clean, be sober

this has been going on for far too long
am tired, am losing my faith
please please please
come clean come clean come clean

Truth!

How do you describe the truth? Is fact the truth? Or is it the white lie that makes you happy, a truth. Yes, what does truth exactly mean to you?

Truth is bitter, truth is hard, it is harsh and truth my friend is not what we choose most of the time, what we choose is neatly wrapped lies. We choose not the truth but we choose what we want to hear/know/want. In other words we overlook the fact and try to convince ourselves with our own deduction/reasons. Truth is diluted, truth is hard to accept. Truth therefore is unjustified. Truth is swept under the rug and truth is suppressed.

We have seen people, known people who preach about the power of truth, the need of truth and the reason for truth. But we have seen same people unlike their speech go ahead and lie onto the face of people.

Truth is real and at times indigestible. But no matter how much we deny its existence or try to avoid it, somewhere in the corner of our mind we always are conscious about our denial and thus our mind gets messed up and we go crazy. Truth can be twisted, truth can be plain, truth has many faces but one aim. But we all are scared of truth and we try not to face it. We forget the simple rule that running away from truth is not the solution it’s like running away from yourself. One way or other we have to face it. All that needed is the guts to accept it. Be brave enough to face the odds and fight it.

Voices

voices inside my head
voices deep inside
anguished, trembling voices
whispering, dull, faint voices
calm, muffled, soft voices
sudued voices,
angry voices
voices out loud, voices within
voices all around
voices freaking me out
too much to take
too much to grasp
suffocated soul
gasping hard
black out, snap out
too worked up
too dazed

so much friction
much much pain
fragile body
giving me out
voices killing me
oh these voices breaking me down
stop, stop shrieking inside my head
stop messing around with my brain
get out, get out of this place
i need peace, i need my space
stop reaching out
i dont wanna listen
stop whining
stop teasing
am chasing you out, this instant
Oh i dont mind chopping my head off
if its what it takes
but i want you out
so hell with you voices

i want you out
so hell with you voices!