could it be?
Can someone be in love with someone but still love someone else
It's normal
But the heart does not choose who it wants
why do feelings hurt
why does love drive someone crazy
push someone away and delete them out of their life
but what if it was a mistake
what do you do?
love..
I hate to believe in it
I hate what it has done to my fragile heart
my ignorance
maybe it was a bliss
why does my mind wonder back to you
I thought maybe it was because of trust
I trusted you
but I guess I did not trust myself
I loved you
but I never told you
the love I feel and felt
is there a past tense?

TiRon & Ayomari feat. BJ The Chicago Kid - Her Theme Song

A single photo can implant different images in a variety of imaginations. Let this one mesmerize you.

Kerri's Gallery - 2012

Why must I feel so alone
like my meaning is unknown
Who is the girl in the mirror
Who is the girl in my soul?
I wonder if life is worth living
if you live it alone...
Who lives a life of highs when the world is filled with lows?
I want to leave my class
sitting here being brainwashed to think a certain way
This is not freedom
This is not liberating
My thoughts are not controlled by these professors
Who are not bold
Tell me to believe in something artificial
Don't tell me to open my mind
This is a brainwash of mankind
the constant reminder to be "who I am"
Yet you contradict yourself and mimic my life
Who are you if not mine?
Life seems radical
Complex
and blankly unknown
Lets live to have an open mind
and one of your own.

Find Yourself

The World

Is full of sinners

Or are they just crazy?

I ask myself, "Are people born good but do bad things?"

OR

"Are people born bad and do good things?"

The question makes one wonder if all the good you do makes up for all the bad you've done; vise-versa.

I just think people are born crazy.

Truth is, what defines a good person from a bad one?

Don't bring religion into this but I do agree that religion can change a person's life around and make them into this whole new person who is so righteous and absolute… Yeah, bullshit.

People are indeed born crazy. We are meant to take risks. Live life to your own content and most of all live a life where you can tell yourself, "When I die I just want to sleep." Who needs an afterlife? I ask myself this all the time. Why would I want to live a life after death when I've lived it enough now that I just want to rest and just say, goodbye. 

So crazy. Why do we do the things we do? 

Human flourishing. 

So we can grow, develop and learn.

Maybe if we weren't so stuck on how to live our life we can understand and start living our life. The problem is society. It portrays this idealistic way of living, how to act in the public and private spheres. But what about your own sphere? 

Life is about trial and error. No matter what, you are not ordinary or "normal" (whatever that means) that is, you are crazy. Not bad, not good, just crazy. 

I would like to see the good in everyone and even the bad because I know the crazy isn't someone I should judge. 

Acceptance

As a kid I never had self esteem. 

I never thought I was beautiful 

I never thought I had potential

I did not have many friends

and my best friend was a guy named Bryan Perez

Who was also a weirdo like me

and I think he was my first crush as well

But besides that,

I thought I could never amount to anything 

and I thought that I was too skinny 

and although people made fun of me I never gave up

I would fight back and tell them, "well one day I will be a model."

I never took anything too serious, so it seemed.

My own classmates and teachers would make fun of me for my weight

And, although, I would laugh I died a little inside

But you know what

What does not kill me WILL make me STRONGER

I learned that it does not matter how others perceive me 

because it is not about how you look like 

or what you wear

or who you hang out with

or where you come from

It's all about who YOU are

what you have inside

the beauty you posses

what you can offer to the universe 

and to humanity

This world is already filled with blinded ideologies of perfection

Mercantilism that now defines beauty to enslave the weak

These cruel and vicious manipulations really do affect a person

But in this society is it not about how you feel or what you do to improve humanity 

It is about the green

and I'm not talking about that kush

No, my friend

the one thing that keeps society obsessed 

drives them to insanity

It rules us

Our way of thinking

it poisons our judgment

for what?

acceptance. 

All men dream: but not equally.