And that's what's beautiful to me, is he did not become a victim of it, and he didn't become a statistic, he just kind of kept on marching through, no matter what people threw at him.
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Everybody's A Victim
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
I demand recompense
For sitting on the fence
Throughout my adult life
You've got to put my parents in jail
For raising me in Fife
It doesn't matter what I do
You have to say it's alright
And I need you to send somebody around
To tuck me in at night
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Well it's not my fault
That I'm positive
I just stuck a needle in my arm
And nobody told me
That sixty a day
Would do me any harm
My liver's shrivelling like a leaf
But it's not the whisky that doo's it
Call me irresponsible
And I'm really going to lose it
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Wear a ribbon for this
Hug a stranger for that
Light a candle to the dead
And soon you'll forget
That you ever had
A brain inside our head
We value everythin the same
We turn it into farce
So we don't know a crisis
'Till it kicks us up the arse
Because...
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
Everybody's a victim
Seems we're going that way
Everybody's a victim
We're becoming like the USA
song performed by by Proclaimers
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No Matter How Handsome and Tall
No matter how Handsome and Tall -
No matter how more Beautiful than all-
No matter how Great-
No matter how Courageous and Strong -
No matter how Loving and Kind-
No matter how Good as Good can be-
No matter how much of All and Everything,
In every way and form
No matter who one is
And what one is
And how much they give
And how life is made better or more beautiful by them-
No matter how Big or how Small
Each one of us
In the end,
In one real sense,
Nothing at all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Another statistic
i Don't wanna be another statistic
some girl who has no money
who steals to help and support
a girl who has nothing
or no one anymore
i dont wanna be another statistic
some suicidal teen
who has nothing left to live for
and nothing to believe
i dont wanna be another statistic
someone who gets in trouble
for nothing and everything
someone with bad grades
who has no chance of graduating
i dont wanna be another statistic
a girl who doesnt go to college
and one who doesnt graduate
or has a college degree
to be a young girl, a slum in the streets
i dont wanna be another statistic
another girl locked up
who doesnt have a famiy
cause they cant keep thenselves straight
i dont wanna be another statistic
a girl who just wanted fun
didnt use protection
didnt think the consequences
pregnant without a father
no money or support
i dont wanna be a statistic
a girl without a dream
crushed by other people
cause they didnt think it could ever be
now shes living on the streets
begging people for money
i dont wanna be another statistic
a girl so well behaved
so sweet
with everything going for her
left alone one night
trauma turned her around
now shes gone
i dont wanna end up dead, poor, pregnant or even a dropp out.
i dont wanna get in trouble, locked up, or homeless
i'll be me
i wont let anyone change who i am
poem by Stephanie Arroyo
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Marching To Zion
Come ye that love the Lord
And let your joys be known
Join in a song with sweet accord
Join in a song with sweet accord
And thus surround the throne
And thus surround the throne
We're marching to Zion
Beautiful beautiful Zion
We're marching upward to Zion
The beautiful city of God
Then let our songs abound,And ev'ry tear
be dry
We're marching through Immanuel's ground
We're marching through Immanuel's ground
To fairer worlds on high
To fairer worlds on high
We're marching to Zion
Beautiful beautiful Zion
We're marching upward to Zion
The beautiful city of God
We're marching to Zion
Beautiful beautiful Zion
We're marching upward to Zion
The beautiful city of God
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Beautiful: The Kind I'll Never Be
You keep telling me
All about her
She's something I'll never be.
No matter how hard i try
No matter how much i cry.
She's the beautiful
The beautiful: That I'll never be.
And everytime i look in the mirror
It's the only thing that seems clear,
I'll never live up to
That girl that's got you.
I only wish i could.
If i could i would
I would become that beautiful
That Beautiful I'll never be
That (kind of) beautiful
That's not meant for me.
poem by Midnight Lily
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I choose to no longer be a victim of people hate
i no longer play the victim,
that no longer who i am,
i'm the girl who finds my own way,
not afraid to ask for help,
cuz it will only help me go far,
i no longer play the victim,
i can do for myself,
even when i'm injured,
i will find my way,
don't feel sorry for me,
i'm no longer the victim,
i say what's on my mind,
and bite my tongue,
when i will only create more drama,
it who i am, and who i will continue to be,
no longer a victim,
to people hating who i want to be,
to me hating where i can't be,
action speak louder than words,
and right now they are saying,
'DON'T BE A VICTIM OF ANY KIND ANYMORE! '
poem by Mona Martinez
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Beautiful Day
Tired of living like my days are bad
When I open up my eyes, I'm glad
And I can't complain 'bout yesterday
Cuz today's a brand new day
Comb my hair and though some like it wrong
Jump in my ride because it's on
And I'm gone, I'm gone
1 - I woke up this morning
Opened up my eyes and prayed, Lord
Cuz it's a beautiful day
No matter what nobody say
Even though it's cloudy
I can see the sun rays
Oh, cuz it's a beautiful day
No matter what nobody say
Cuz it's a beautiful day, a beautiful day
Life just can't get no better than this
Mother Nature's given us a kiss
Cuz tomorrow I'm glad I didn't miss
Let's take advantage of days like this
When the night time does finally hit
There'll be no reason for guns
It'll be fun, fun, fun, fun
Repeat 1
Everything is good because I'm living and I'm healthy
I'm not too concerned 'bout being poor or being wealthy
I feel really good about this blessing given to me
Nothing in this world could ever take all my joy from me
It's beautiful, it's beautiful
It's beautiful, it's beautiful
It's beautiful
A beautiful day, a beautiful day
A beautiful day, a beautiful day
Repeat 1
I don't have a complain in the world
I am doing so good
Without, without, without the money
Without, without, without the stress
Without, without, without the people, oh yeah
Repeat 1 until fade
song performed by by Mary J Blige
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Young Night-Thought
All night long and every night,
When my mama puts out the light,
I see the people marching by,
As plain as day before my eye.
Armies and emperor and kings,
All carrying different kinds of things,
And marching in so grand a way,
You never saw the like by day.
So fine a show was never seen
At the great circus on the green;
For every kind of beast and man
Is marching in that caravan.
As first they move a little slow,
But still the faster on they go,
And still beside me close I keep
Until we reach the town of Sleep.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Seat assignment didn't matter if you're flying Dallas to Houston and you did it 38 times a day. People just got on, you didn't sit next to your wife, and it was a 45-minute flight. It didn't matter.
quote by David Neeleman
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The People I Turn To
i often wonder why i felt so alone,
only cuz the people i wanted to care,
didn't,
they only cared when they wanted to,
but yet,
they try and control your life,
just to gain control of theirs,
it was like i didn't matter,
only when they felt i did,
for so long,
i was trying to please,
the people who never gave a d@mn,
i was pulled in all directions,
cause i didn't trust my way in thinking,
but than it became clear,
the people who are there for me,
are going to stay by my side,
no matter what,
why should,
the people who don't care,
be the people i turn to?
7-1-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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One In Every Three
They say one in three girls
Will deal with this in their life
But why did I have to be one?
Why must I be in this hype?
What did I do wrong
To be a victim of rape
Not once, nor twice
But three times to date?
My virginity I wanted
But you took that from me
At fourteen I was still a child
But that, you didn't see
And then at fifteen
Again I had to suffer
But you were my cheer coach
You were supposed to make me tougher
Because of your selfishness
I needed a constant high
To forget about you
And the want to die
I got into drugs
Where again I was touched
By unwanted parts
All over my crotch
I woke up under you
I yelled for you to get off
But one hit and 'I'm not done yet'
Was the response that I got
For months I cried
For weeks I tried
To end my dreadful life
By committing suicide
Three years of my life
I'll never get back
Were ripped so suddenly
And threw me off track
I always thought it my fault
But now I finally see
I didn't make these guys
Rub, touch and feel on me
As much as I hate it
I will always be
A victim of rape
And that one in every three
poem by Alycia Forbes
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Does It Matter?
Does it matter?-losing your legs?
For people will always be kind,
And you need not show that you mind
When others come in after hunting
To gobble their muffins and eggs.
Does it matter?-losing you sight?
There’s such splendid work for the blind;
And people will always be kind,
As you sit on the terrace remembering
And turning your face to the light.
Do they matter-those dreams in the pit?
You can drink and forget and be gald,
And people won't say that you’re mad;
For they know that you've fought for your country,
And no one will worry a bit.
poem by Siegfried Sassoon
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LX: 130 Million Victims
Victim is so easily to be said until it becomes cheap
When you place yourself into that position
You’ll become the one that should be pitied but looks weak
People don’t like to be called victim
But in many cases they claim that they are the victim
Because they don’t want to be blamed
Or to sue fortune to someone for their loss
People don’t like victim
They should sympathize and handle them with care
If they don’t want to be called cold heart
But sometimes they use the victim
To get popularity and gain support for themselves
Or to attack someone that long time becomes their enemy
And the actual victims keep untouchable and helpless
This title and poem is inspired by CMB, manga created by Motohiro Katou
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I mean, it didn't matter to me that there were people, it didn't matter that I was shy Just the sound was so captivating that it helped me to get rid of those inhibitions.
quote by Eric Clapton
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Victim Of The Game
(written by garth brooks and mark d. sanders)
It took a little time
But I guess you finally learned
That promises get broken
And bridges do get burned
Youve been sittin through the ashes
Just tryin to find a flame
Holdin on to nothin
Youre a victim of the game
You were standin way too close
To see it fall apart
There were things you couldnt hear
cause you were listenin with your heart
You cant say I didnt warn you
Now theres no one else to blame
Theres no one quite as blind
As a victim of the game
And it dont matter who you are
It treats everyone the same
All you needs a heart
To be a victim of the game
You know its really gettin to you
When you take to tellin lies
You can try to fool your friends
But you cant look em in the eye
There aint no standin tall
In the shadow of the shame
When everybody knows
That youre a victim of the game
And it dont matter who you are
It treats everyone the same
All you needs a heart
To be a victim of the game
When I look into your eyes
I can really feel the pain
Starin in the mirror
At a victim of the game
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Posthuman
Shes got eyes like zapruder
And a mouth like heroin
She wants me to be
Perfect like kennedy
This isnt god, this isnt god
God is just a statistic,
God is just a statistic
Say,
Show me the dead stars,
All of them sing.
This is a riot
Religious and clean
God is a number you cannot count to
You are posthuman and hardwired
Shes pilgrim and pagan
Softworn and so-cial
In all of her dreams
Shes a saint like jackie-o
This isnt god, this isnt god
God is just a statistic,
God is just a statistic
Say,
Show me the dead stars,
All of them sing.
This is a riot
Religious and clean
Coma white:
All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Make It All Okay
You threw away the ballast and you rowed your boat ashore
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
You made your ultimatum too big to ignore
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
So you worked out your excuses,
turned away and shut the door.
The world's too vast for us now,
and you wanted to explore
It's a long, long long road
And I don't know which way to go
If you offered me your hand again I'd have to walk away.
When I saw you at the street fair, you called out my name
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
You said we could start over, try and make it all okay.
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
So our past has been rewritten
and you threw away the pen.
You'd said that I was useless,
but now you'll take me in again
Well Jesus loves me fine.
And your words fall flat this time.
Was it my imagination, or did I hear you say,
"We don't have a prayer between us."
Didn't you believe that I have finally turned away?
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
Anything to hold onto to help me through my day.
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
Jesus loves me fine.
But his words fall flat this time.
It's a long, long long road
And I don't know which way to go
If you offered me your world, did you think I'd really stay?
If you offered me the heavens, I would have to turn away.
Was it my imagination, or did I hear you say,
"We don't have a prayer between us."
Didn't you, now? Didn't you, now?
Didn't you?
song performed by by REM
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Make It All OK
You threw away the ballast and you rowed your boat ashore
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
You made your ultimatum too big to ignore
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
So you worked out your excuses,
turned away and shut the door.
The world's too vast for us now,
and you wanted to explore
It's a long, long long road
And I don't know which way to go
If you offered me your hand again I'd have to walk away.
When I saw you at the street fair, you called out my name
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
You said we could start over, try and make it all okay.
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
So our past has been rewritten
and you threw away the pen.
You'd said that I was useless,
but now you'll take me in again
Well Jesus loves me fine.
And your words fall flat this time.
Was it my imagination, or did I hear you say,
"We don't have a prayer between us."
Didn't you believe that I have finally turned away?
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
Anything to hold onto to help me through my day.
Didn't you, now? Didn't you?
Jesus loves me fine.
But his words fall flat this time.
It's a long, long long road
And I don't know which way to go
If you offered me your world, did you think I'd really stay?
If you offered me the heavens, I would have to turn away.
Was it my imagination, or did I hear you say,
"We don't have a prayer between us."
Didn't you, now? Didn't you, now?
Didn't you?
song performed by by REM
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Off the Shelf
One fine day someone,
came into the store,
and took us off the shelf,
they threw their money down,
We were tossed into a bag,
so dark was it in there,
suddenly we heard lots
of people talking,
We were inside a smoked
filled room, this man pulled
us out of the bag, he then
opened our package we
were in, took us out,
He threw us onto
the table, after
placing money there,
'Darn it, he said,
I rolled snake eyes'.
He was so mad, he threw
us in the wastebasket,
and not the table again,
so that was where,
we stayed until the
next day, when some
kind person took us
out and said 'Hey,
I found me some dice'.
So that's what we are!
(4-6-07)
I'm Sick of It
I'm sick of it
I'm sick of you being sick
I'm sick of the injections
Of the medication
Of the vomit
I'm just sick
Everyone thought
That you were in pain
I know you were
But nobody knew that I
Suffered too
Maybe even more than you
You know?
I'm really mad
Not at you
But I'm just mad
And I don't know why!
I'm tired of all the times
I was left home
Alone
Of making hour long trips to
The hospitals
Every minute was agony
I'm tired of having to walk
On eggshells
I'm sorry
So sorry I didn't understand
How could I?
I'm too young
I still am
I just wish people would try
To hear me out
To hear my side of this
But nobody
Even tried
I hate this
Having to fake it
Wearing this stupid smile
The smile I don't even mean
Eventually I realise you
Weren't really the sick one
It was me
All along
I'm not a victim of physical
Torture
I'm a victim of
Myself
Every tear shed
Every plea made
Every bargain with God
All returned for nothing
All made me
Absolutely nothing
I fell deeper and deeper
Into the hole
Yet instead
Of pulling me out
Everyone turned away
They didn't catch me
Remember when we used to be happy?
When we didn't fight
When everything was alright?
You ask why things are the way
They are
Now
Honestly I don't know
I guess
Somewhere along the road
I took a detour
I'm sick of it
All I did was try to help
But nothing was ever enough
I'm sorry
There's no medication for me
It's terminal
I still sit on that bench
Crying
Inside
But everyone walks by
They stare
And stare
But nobody asks
If I'm okay
You got tired too
And you let go
But I have to
Hold on
No matter how tired I am
poem by Elephant Cheryl96
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