voice my point of view
time kept passing & I couldn't stand how I felt about the wrong
the way everything seemed to be played out for all to see
turning his world around
made me cry at times and still now
my heart went out to his family and him
once I was it seemed perfectly fine without being noticed in this world
now I can't stop but wish to try my all in the hopes in someway of helping him
I share so much of myself so I can be someone to know
one day find maybe I can't help with a helping hand of which
the lies kept pouring out of a person that the world was to blindly believe
discount the track record that was made by them
and everyone all at once was suppose to forget the truth of who a man had always been
I never brought the lies to push not half inch did my heart and faith in him change
I'm not crazy to believe in the truth
I'm not insane to want right to win and evil to pay it's price
and that's when I started to pray even more for his happiness because I feel I own a great debt that I will never be able to repay
no matter if I knew him or
was able to give all I have to him
the debt is fall more I see it that way
so I tell stupid jokes and cheesy lines
turn my computer and cell into away to share my feelings
yes they're mine and I share
a lots of other things within this page but onto him
I wish if ever he reads or saw any of the beautiful pictures
I love to give to everyone within there page
when seeing what I write or share I pray as long with so many others
some may not want to read what we tell
because truth is offend times the hardest to get in your head
when you have been fixed on the lies for so long
it's hard to omit that they were wrong for trusting in lies
from someone that never showed there true shade before
the first time I read about this mess and I feel bad calling it such
I found a trash media site that never disappointed in the trash they spill out
but I found ones on there posting reports that were pushed down
the truth was being over looked by this trash site that claimed to have real reporters
I found myself asking/ wondering if I was stupid in knowing the definition
of what journalism was being kicked around as a name meaning nothing
I'm not so naive to believe reporters don't report to get paid
sometime the truth is barred with the lies because of the greed that lies sell
but I view this page kind of like a job
for fans and non to come read and find out more information
about a man to learn from both in strength and kindness
music truly can change the world
this I hold dear to my heart
I love music because it's what makes me who I am
invading all my thoughts music runs deep within my vanes
I always found it something I couldn't move my heart to do
when I was told to leave dreams be-hide
it's like telling me never to be happy or who I am
the dramas I watch
the music I hear
I can't help but draw into the music world even more
I just hope even the smallest voice will help share some truth
how the truth is something that shouldn't be altered
truth becoming a after thought next to lies
it doesn't seem logical to have a view the lies are before the truth
I truly try to be good to all I met no matter if on the net or in person
I hate to fight with others
but I can't stop myself from wanting to raise my voice and let out
as small as it is I wanted to try to stand up for him
when I have a hard time doing for myself for him I unknowingly why
maybe it's a way I feel I can give thanks to him
maybe it's just me wanting to stop a bully from running there game
but then more truths have been added and we find just some of the tortured he was in
I hated greed for my own reasons of what is did to ones around me
to hear how much greed others can have is disheartening
humanity needs to be questioned
all I can say what there is left to say is
I Pray for you and yours
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