We live in a world where if you arent skinny, beautiful, and straight, you are tortured, abused, and humiliated.We say we are all equal but there is still racism sexism and people judging others based on religion color siz heritage etc. Is this America?

An ounce of hesitation, a worldfull of regret.

The minutes on the clock tick our lives away.

You stand there alone, as always and forever.

You say you're sorry, then you turn right around and you do it again. But this time where you turn back to me, I'm won't be there.

In the end, it doesn't even matter.

She's backing off. That's what he wants. He swears he loves her, he builds her up, but then he pushes her to her lowest.

Things aren't how they use to be. And this time, we can't resolve this by one of us simply saying sorry. Things have gone to far for that.

Maybe I do come off as strong. But that doesn't mean I don't fall asleep crying. Maybe I do swear that nothing is wrong. Or maybe, just maybe I'm really good at lying.

Time is a valuable thing, watch it fly by as the pendulum swings, watch it count down to the end of the day, the clock ticks life away.

In the end by Linkin Park

R.I.P Pop 3/21/08
Best grandpa on earth