how often times do we give in to the times and the pressure that so often surrounds us? how has that pressure caused us to change? for the better or for the worse, i always believe that we make the choice to change.
there are however, things that do not change over time. that may be because we have deep rooted values that constantly drive us to stay for a cause and fight for what we believe in. I believe we have all fought for something in our lives, be it a loved one, for a just cause to overturn the wrong someone has unjustly bore.
I daresay I have fought many a battle in my life. Some out of pride, some for the right reasons. I have fought alongside my friends, my bros and sometimes for a brief period with my enemies. I can say that I would do whatever it takes to win.
Throughout all these battles, it has allowed me to see a few things very clearly. Who my true friends are! Who are those that would stand side by side and fight to the death with me. I have been judge but I have always risen above hate.
I never believe in one superior power and I fight for equality. Yes, granted, that there must be an authority above us. However, I fight when I see this “authority” abuse their given rights. There are some who have given up the fight along the way and simply bow to society pressure.
Those who assume the post of a leadership role and claim to “fight for change for the people” Those that lay the guilt trip on others when their plans don’t seem to be going the right way and wants to blame others. I’ve had enough! I don’t see the need to accommodate to your needs.
it’s been pent up for so long and it feels so good to finally let it out. i HATE people who claim to be fighting alongside you and then when your back is turn they give you a little backhanded bitchslap.. i cannot tolerate such people. i think this goes way back to trust. im a very distrusting person. perhaps its because the number of times i’ve been thrown under the bus and fed to the wolves that i’ve become this person.
you can’t blame me. i’m just being vigilant. I don’t completely trust alot of people. maybe there are alot of them out them with probably a little of my trust but not all. i keep only a few friends whom i truly trust. those that proven themselves by the war scars by fighting alongside with me. people i know who got my back. people who are willing to put me before themselves. these people i call my bros.
you notice i don’t bro alot of people. because the word bro is thrown around so loosely, its like a cheap whore now. i maintain the validity of the people i call bro. because not everybody has proven themselves. i’m skeptical, very and extremely skeptical.
maybe one day i’ll let go and find this ‘one’ everyone seeks for. but right now, i just want to be me. to be with the people who can accept me as who i really am. but be aware im constantly vigilant, guarding against the people whom i meet, and those who have thrown me under the bus.