Saturday, May 28, 2011 4:26:02 AM
words, ruth's poems, Me, Jealousy

my life is too short for me to cry and weep for useless things like jealousy and etc. because it wont look back at me like i did. and it wont calm me when i become sad because of it
Monday, November 1, 2010 3:50:44 AM
words, ruth's poems
A word is always a word, given or spreaded, may cause affects on one's life, if it is good or bad.
Sometimes it can be good word for a second but it may turn into a bad rumor.
Sometimes a word can destroy our life, but we may soon realise that it's taking us away to a safer place to stand and helping us from a serious error in our life.
Sometimes a word can teach us a lesson, by helping us understand the words like faith and equity.
Or it may hide the words that may hurt us.
Friday, August 28, 2009 1:42:55 AM
Me
you change everything
but you can't change what happens next
the only reason you reign over me is I let you so
so don't worry you don't need to control me anymore
because I found the keys to the real life
prepare a plan well, but it's not gonna work well
cause a game leads to another game.
if you think I'am weak take a turn and look back again
in this dengerous game we're playing you're the only one who will hurt
and then you will end up alone
Then you can't trust anyone NOT EVEN YOURSELF.
I'll be fine
b'cause I'm not trying to win
I'm try'in to get out
b'cause I'm not trying to be you
I'm try'in to be me
so good luck on your way to succes.
the only words I say is SEE YOU LATER.
Saturday, February 28, 2009 3:17:20 PM
heart
Files in my right are blown away but I will try to catch them as fast as I can, then something came to my mind that is: can you handle the bad sequence of fate that will blow away the happiness of life from you?
Come out of shades... and see what is here, happiness can stop wherever it is supposed to, but the exploration of mind should not stop.
World is larger then we can imagine, but we can explore some only,if we stop... theres no meaning
Saturday, August 2, 2008 12:40:34 PM
hard to express what is real and what is not
there is only a way that can tell
the way is to tell is...
shatter glass and the mirror
that's the way i tell
the mirror you broken can never be attached
the pieces will tell you the truth that it cannot be attached
what broke will not come back