Just like the roses spring up during Spring
What has your heart brought you
Have you beaten the harshest Winter
Reflecting justly on what you've done with your own life
People lie all the time
I value honesty in such a world
Why is it that everyone tells me their secrets...
I have remained a vault with no combination to break into
I have stored a lot of people's trusts and feelings
Never once opening that vault for another to know about another
They'll hear me talk about myself beforehand
I am more guarded with my friends than the government with the safety of it's people
A trusted ally in as lying world
And if you let me into your life
I suppose I'll just keep that a secret too
While showing you off to the world
That no matter how much someone values another
They keep telling you to keep up your hopes and dreams
Because of this we don't know who or what to become
Other than hope before the Fall....

I can tell a Rook from a pawn by now
I was 3 years old and already an old soul
You can be 99 and still be a young soul
That no matter how old you are... is nothing to how long your soul has amounted to on the scales of eternity...

This path we are on
It's already been decided by fate
You're going to make a few people mad no matter what
So in choosing your own outcome if you should or not be anything other than yourself
You try to make the world better and offend some
It's already been decided to just play it out...

Who am I?
Who are you?
Who is any of us?
If you don't like it that I defended you, gl
I'm not changing for anyone
I'm taking a stand
I don't need to withdraw from battle
I don't need to think I need to be a better person
You're not going to love me anyway
I'll keep fighting
I'll keep praying
And when you do learn to respect the fact I came to your aid
Know that I actually cared when everyone else clearly did not...

I was being pushed around
Bully after bully entered my life that I drew upon hatred
And when I could take no more, I snapped
They have called me a madman when I was merely defending myself
And in choosing my own enigma my own manifestation of who I was to become
Have made a lot of good hearted people distrust me
I myself have been young once and have drew a lot of negativity upon me from the world
I cannot keep fighting I cannot stop dreaming and hoping either
That those former bullies who I snapped upon
Were the first ones to defend my right to better myself and my hopes and dreams
Becoming my greatest friends when I thought them the enemy...

As a Capricorn I can generally tell a lot of things
I decide my own fate and my choice of calling
Pick my own battles no matter how much a person may have said
I love with all my heart the whole world and in doing as such I am bound to make mistake after mistake
And in doing so grow a little bit more to perfection
I am distempered and often thought of as evil
If anything I'm pretty mellow
With a nickname like Berserker you gotta expect me to come out swinging
Charging head on into battle I think the greatest warriors could care less
I am a lot of things... a mad man a poet a friend... I do not lie and am a little psychic
People can cover up the fact they themselves are not perfect
And grow wiser upon the year
If anything... I think it makes us all... Human...

Everybody's life should be their own... live and love freely... these insane laws of who gets what is ridiculous... except where common law is practiced you should enforce a union where you still have the ceremony but the courts are out of jurisdiction... that piece of paper has ruined a lot of soulmate connections making them feel unworthy of ever finding that special someone because they have!

I'm human... and my name is Brandon. But who was I in the past? Was I a man of superfiscial knowledge that no one else believed me or was I an expert in making mankind believe in themselves the power against their own limitations... what kept me moving forward in a drooling society greedy off the sparks of their own inflammation?

Did I truly make that difference or did they shun me as they do anybody in life or death? People have a lot of opinions never looking at how ugly they are in themselves? No one ever believes they are the bad guy... Hitler believed he was doing the act of God exterminating the Jews... The Nazi party was devout Christians... where Stalin's regime was Atheists... What is the ultimate answer in life's little box of mysteries? And if we do find Pandora... What has kept us from accepting anybody else's point of view?

That is why I believe I was born...

I find a lot of guys are living with 20 dollars in the accounts to be financial secure... this gold they have is not monetary... damn, she took my Andrew Jackson :o... Most people are in crippling debt... if you can find a dude drawing unemployment or some kind of welfare you're actually better off than loving a man being a hard working factory worker when labor strike draws upon and they're left to lie to you about what is going on...

Now, Hugh Hefner before he died used to admire these young beautiful women while knowing they loved him for his money and status... he was adored by women of fake physical features getting them to push their bodies into extreme measures of perfection and he loved them... he fell in absolute love with beauty and they grew to love him more than his money but by the kindness of his heart and soul... he was greedy and yet a charitable person... a pig that bathed in purity... gave a lot back to the world than what he took in... beautiful and ugly at the same unique experience....

While this is rather uncoth… I have made love for four hours before... I guess my labido was or is in shape and in tune...

Nothing like the beauty of a woman to give into a man's desires and then tell him it's time to take out the trash :P

ok I get 300 stares and met one person from here... and on the entire forums I've been getting tons of emails from some people interested in my pics but it's mostly bots... pop up and say hello? :P

The body is going to fade and turn into a lump of something you used to admire if she ain't got the personality other than a cutesy bunny it's not worth investing into... this ain't heaven making beauty last forever but being attracted to either will be important... true beauty shines knowing she might be 500 pounds now and you give her a chance... you take her running everyday she has the heart and soul of an angel... you get her down to 130 you struck the gold mine... but has she changed knowing she can do better than you now... or is she happy you changed her life?

It's never a wise decision to keep guessing at life... sometimes we dream a little deeper knowing full well the consequences of being ourselves but who are we... are we mad or are we sane? Who is left with any kind of brain.. I sure ain't got the cotton to fix my scarecrow head... I want love in my life... some pure so soft to the touch that angels fly and crows scatter letting this man of tin not rust under the stormy weather... I have the heart of a lion but even I cannot battle a wicked witch being the only one in love while she flys above my house and screams into the night... landing on her to take her magical slippers if only I had the other shoe... I shall search for her till I can fit this missing shoe upon such a dire lady that the tramp in me can eat all the spagheti I can savor and still be sour after our kiss I want her to have the last meat ball... and as 101 puppies enter into our lives are we not like beauty and the beast but I swear to God if any other man called you a beast.. I'd rip his arms out....

Personally you used to wrap a rabbit fur around your thing and go at it... I find that the best way to avoid pregnancy stds is to be celebrant.. but sometimes that gets HARD...

That the moon is going to be up in a few hours and I'm going to be wonder if "she" is staring at it too...a small world where many people meet... I also got waiting for a girl like you by Foreigner in my head... :P

Most relationships should begin with being friends... do you value this person as someone you want to spoil that friendship for a chance at loving them or keep them in the back of your mind knowing you have feelings for them never expressing it?

my mind's done left this planet years ago... :P

She can have my heart, she can have my house she can have my soul... as long as she gave me the chance to accomplish my dreams she can take it all away again and in sharing that time I'll feel blessed to have known her... What she can't have is all the years back they've had to endure a life of servitude belonging to a man thinking she's nothing when her heart should be free...