i grow tired of your everlasting judgement,
it wears me out.
so how about you live your life and i live mine?
then we can stop this multicoloured charade we embarked on all those years ago,
and just enjoy the path set out before us.
Unknown Rabid - 16 years, 1 month, 19 days ago

screw you and your attempt to manipulate me. there are more important things to life, so get over it.
Unknown Rabid - 16 years, 2 months, 8 days ago

who do you think you are-
you think you can judge
or ignore whats right in front of you.
how can you have an opinion of something which you do not understand?
you have never tried to understand, never even made that tiny shred of effort
i am right here, right before you
ready to explain, ready to be accepted...
and for what?
your approval of what i really am?
i am something beautifully complex that you might have understood once,
but now that time has passed and that vulnerability of the need of yours or anyone's acceptance has passed.
the rejection has made me stronger-
i dont need you,
all i need is the ability to accept who i really am.
so who do you think you are-
you think you can judge me?
think again.
Unknown Rabid - 16 years, 2 months, 10 days ago

the constant 'drip drip' of your poisonous judgement weakens me, taunts me, slowly kills me
no matter what you think, no matter how hard you try
its not enough
looks are deceiving- i am stronger than that
i will overcome any gory demise you have set before me
your judgement alone is not enough to bring me down
this fake world we live in is easily tricked and i can see below the surface
this is just a facade of bizarre reality i have led you to believe,
my own poison set out to make you think you can bring me down
but really it is me who is triumphant-
i am victorious.
Unknown Rabid - 16 years, 2 months, 10 days ago

I plucked my soul from its secret place
And held it to the mirror of my eye
To see it like summer against the sky
A twitching and quivering in space
A spark of passion shining on my face,
And I explored it to determine why
This awful key to my infinity
Conspires to rob me of my secret joy and grace.
And if the sign cannot be fully reached
If I can comprehend but not control
I need not gloom my days with futile dismay
Because I see a part, not the whole
Comprehending the strange, I'm comforted
By this narcotic thought: I know my soul.
Unknown Rabid - 16 years, 2 months, 28 days ago