The only thing that separates a dream from an escape is that after you dream you can return to reality in anytime but in an escape you have to swallow your pride before you can come back
Sarcasm
May 31, 2011Love and hate has something to do with faith
The love for others we ventilate
And the need for affection, we used to share
The love we can communicate
and its antagonist we used to hate
The glitter, the glamour, the glory and the fame
are an inch closer to a body of shame
the dreams, aspirations and imagination
are just forms of self preservation
They talk about good things when you are on their side
but as time passes by and you bid goodbye
They talk again, it was all a part of the lie
Cause inside they curse you and wish you could die
Everyone has a purpose
It’s either to be loved or to be hated
Its only on the way we choose to behave
For love and hate has something to do with fate
