Ranting for the Rage Against the Fad of Empty Dreams

Friends don’t let friends over price Junk

Dangle your “Love”
Dangle it in my face
The more you try proving it’s real
The more it looks fake

Want to know a little secret?
Everyone knows you are just a toy
A conquest for the ego marching of man
Who opens you up to the world
As your own close minded naïve nature
Gives you away

Oh, The more you brag
The more shame comes out
The faker it gets
The thicker the denial becomes

Lets not sugar coat anything
Your soul belongs to him
He is the master of your realm
The God that pulls your string
Making you say “Yes sir may I have another”

I hate sounding this way
Hate being right
But you are wrong

And before you come to any conclusions
It’s not what you think
Just disgusted with these times
Where clueless souls worship slime
The greedy eye seeing dogs for the blind

Society, Thank you for ripping
The hearts of all pure dreamers chests
And why do I sound bitter?
Maybe because the one thing I cherish the most “Love”
Is being raped

And don’t you think of me as the jealous type
Think of me as a wounded warrior
On the death bed of hope
Who is healing diligently

There is indeed still real love
And to all the true romantics out there
Bless the stars you shine on

Oh, Fakers, You can dangle your “Love” all you want
But your love is a porno
That never goes away

If you were offended by this
Then maybe you are wrong
If this did not offend you
Your love must be strong


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
3/25/11