just a broken record
preaching peace
an ever speaking voice
playing on repeat
.
wonder if everyone is tired of
my preaching
do the want me
to stop teaching?
.
our world is kind of
biggoted
sorry that's the truth
it's harsh
but facts
aren't always
what we want to hear
.
our family
we have to stick
together
not rip each other
apart
.
goddess of the hearth
.
preacher, practicer of the art
.
why don't i just
shut up?
let them ruin the world?
let them fall so far?
.
maybe it's because
i believe in family
or perhaps
i'm just crazy
.
(gave up my place for peace, and this is what I receive)
((lost causes don't mean much to me))
I feel like I've just been repeating a lot of the same old concepts and ideas, so let's see if I can break that pattern. I'm going to try to diversify my writing, until I feel as if I've broken out of this weird writing slump of basic and all too similar pieces.(I'm not going to last a day.)