Letter

Read what you sign

I'm waiting at the trolley stop for the trolley of course and this guy sits next to me and asks me if Im registered to vote.
I said no.
Guy: why not?
Me: cuz I don't want to. Are you trying to get me to register?
Guy: no *sitting down* why arent you registered?
Me: I dont want to vote.
Guy: why not
Me: cuz I just don't (giving him the more simple answer)
Guy: well would you like to sign my petition?
Me: no. Lol. What's it for?
Guy: theure trying to seperate California into 6 separate states
Me: why
After a short discussion he couldn't really tell me why and ended up asking me if I wamted to read about it myself and I did. Being curious as I am.
Me: so is this for or against it?
Guy: well are you for or against it?
And after another short discussion I finally told him I'm against it.
Guy: well this is against it
Me: no its not
Guy: how do you u know
Me: cuz I can read lol
Guy: damn. Haha. So you won't sign
Me: no. Lol.
Guy: ok. Lol.
We continued talking until my trolley arrived and he explained he's petitioning for money. Its his job. Hes been there all day trying he then left to get some beers and came back. And I could smell the beer eew. But I commenced in telling him I was a student bla bla and that he should petition for something he feels passionate about and knows about. I told him if he knew what he was talking about might've signed. He said "do you think I'd petition something I don't know about?" I said "I dont know some people do. I don't know what you know."
In the end I wished him luck and left. But I saw the signatures of all these people who probably signed blindly or feel for his little mind tricks which he himself admitted that he tried to trick me into signing. And if its so good why would they have to pay people to petition it instead of people fighting to get other to believe in it??
Moral of the story:
Know what your signing people.
Don't be afraid to ask questions or say no.

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I have a poetic soul,
but I am a city girl at heart.
Guess I can see the visual lyrics in the cityscape.

Quite Dream....

To feel so inspired and to want so so so badly to make that difference
that you almost yearn it, need it for your existence to continue without pain...
But to feel such passion, and feel so lost as to how you can further that passion....
It's almost worse than the pain of losing a great love.....
Because you have the love....it's right there in front of you,
right in your grasp so close, your fingers can almost wrap around it and pluck it from where it hangs in front of you taunting you....
but you cant....
It's just far enough that you can't reach it.......
And at times you get tired of jumping....
like a little kid being tortured by someone taller, someone older......who pushes you down and beats you up.....
But you gotta get back up.
Because one day you'll grow taller, and older too and that big kid
Wont seem so big anymore.
But for now my heart yearns.....
For something so far beyond what others think....
To feel alone even though I know I am not.
I know there are more out there who yearn as much as I do.
But who wants it more?
Who's passion burns stronger?
How badly do they want to make that change?
How badly do I want to make it??
Am I really willing to risk it all for an ideal....to wrap my hands at something that may not even ever come true......
I think the true fear is that I know in my heart......
.......that I would......
That the answer is yes....
But now I find myself asking more and more on a daily basis, How?
How could I make it happen??....
Something that began as a simple minute thought......has snowballed into something much larger.....something larger than myself......something I am not the claimer of.....I claim no stakes on the ideas, on the thoughts- they are but a mixture of readings of hundreds of movers before me.....This must be an obsession.......
People who, just like me, learned from others before them, saw wisdom in the lines of words in books, who took the spoken knowledge of the lips from strangers and known people alike, let the words and ideals that burned from others passions in a multitude of topics ignite small fires in their own souls and minds over time
Until finally it mixed and molded something great.....their own beliefs.
Until they now had a set of values and ideals they could call their own beliefs. Things that they saw to be true.
Whatever it may be. But things they held dear and true. Things they would fight for, things they would protect.
Things that weren't tangible. No, these were more valuable than any jewel, these "things" were sets of thoughts; sculpted ideas painted into one masterpiece of self decided guidelines for what would come to shape the rest of their life.....
Fueled by passion, but grown through knowledge. These weren't just any beliefs.
No, these were the beliefs and views of a revolutionary.
Thought and ideals that were meant to cause change and ignite a passion, a higher state of thinking in others to cause a change for greater good....of people.
So much I could say....I find my fingers unable to keep up with my thoughts.....
But alas....I will stop here.....
Because to explain the multitude of passions in this mind alone....I fear any reader would not keep up at this time.
But one day.....one day.....something will be written that no reader will want to put down....
but until that day...I can only say.....no write.....
That these words are my own, but these feelings......have been, are, and will be......shared by millions......
I am not alone.
There are those out there who seek a truer world.....where the word "justice" and "the United States of America" are still synonymous but hold truth as well. Where the lies are put forth for the world to see, and the people are no longer treated as the oblivious idiots they allow themselves to be........
It's a long stretch, I know.
But greater wars have been fought for less......
Why not fight for something with meaning this time?
Think about it......

the entity of the poet will always be, unknown.

I believe regardless, and will always keep believing. I am sorry, that I let you think, for even a moment that you could tear me down. Cuz you know what sets us apart, I will grow and change, and will love always. Own up to whats been done, apologize, and move on and grow. Walk with my head held high. Yeah, Im sorry, for letting you think you had that power for even a second. But I wont hate you, your a product of the lies around you. I wish you the best, may you learn one day, as Im working to learn now.
With love, Someone who no longer needs you.

I feel as though, my life is quickly spinning out of control.

Going downward, slowly crashing, and Im just standing there; watching.

My heart aches, my head hurts. My chest burns, and my eyes blur.

I dont know what to do, how do I gain control.

I just want to be happy, to smile again. Once more...

Much Adieu about Nothing

You looked into my eyes, said those words, were they lies?

I forgot how happy, were those times, when you kept me in mind.

In an instant, in a flash you were here now your gone. Now I find myself asking, what went wrong?

I know your mind has changed, I can't move it, once it's made.

Sadness fills my heart, I can't help it, I just care.

But I guess this is it, no last words, so I'll write this note.

I thought about what you said, though harsh words, I got their sense.

I guess in the end, doesn't matter if I've changed, you'll always see me in those ways...

I wanted tell you that I was sorry, for it all.

I know you'll never see me, as that sweet girl.

I never meant to hurt you, I was just a fool, so deeply in love.

I never should have chased you, or done those desperate things, moments I'm not proud of..

If you knew just what I meant, and how I felt, you'd know,

this is for real... So from the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry, and I have love for you.

But I'll keep it short, you wont hear from me anymore.

With those words I promise you, I will never bother you.

And if you ever slip up, and come to me, I swear I'll make it easy, and give you no reply.

So this is my gift to you, forevermore I bid you adieu.