If you don't know something, admit it. But, try to impress them with what you do know.
quote by Bob Weinstein
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Values
Sometimes we do things
hoping to succeed
only to impress someone
to make them like us more,
but in our haste to impress
we are flawed by mistakes
and success eludes us
at every turn of the road.
Then when those we wanted to impress
fade out of our lives
and we look back
at what we have done
we realise we don’t
need to have to impress anymore.
We then start to do things
for ourselves
and slowly our success
is finally realised.
15 April 2008
poem by David Harris
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Admit This
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
Opened minds,
Feel free to be...
Opened minds,
With a truth that's seen.
Opened minds,
Feel free to be...
Opened minds,
With a truth that's seen.
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
You don't have to hide behind,
All your lies.
Nor minimize with alibis.
Why can't you just admit this?
We can.
All you need to do is internalize.
And don't compromise with another disguise.
Why can't you just admit this?
We can.
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
If it is admitted.
And they did admit it.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
You don't have to hide behind,
All your lies.
Nor minimize with alibis.
Since we all admit this...
You can!
If it is admitted.
You can!
Since we all admit this...
You can!
Since we all admit this...
You can!
And if we can admit this...
You can too!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Getting Better
It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me weren't cool
Holding me down
Turning me round
Filling me up with your rules.
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
I used to be cruel to my woman I beat her and
kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man, i was mean, but I'm changing my scene and I'm doing the best that I can.
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time
song performed by by Gomez
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Impressed By Those I Have Not Met
Why should I continue to ignore myself,
To value the opinions of others?
I use to do that and I stayed depressed.
If it appears I am selfish and self centered,
Perhaps I am deserving of my selfishness.
Maybe I earned it!
Others will not admit my sacrifices.
And I don't wear my heart on my sleeve,
For anyone to know to the degree I've sacrificed.
Others have used other tricks and devices,
To maneuver themselves into the spotlight.
One that is believed I seek and need.
They want to take credit for the steps I made.
Those who make claims to know me and don't.
While making attempts to convince themselves,
And others like them...
I had nothing to do with something I've been doing,
All of my life.
And that is to write!
To do it to impress others,
I have never thought about doing.
But I will admit I am impressed by those I have not met,
Who express they can 'feel' me!
While those who make claims they know where I'm coming from,
Judge on my appearance and the way that I am dressed.
And yet have not a clue as to what it is I do,
To get what it is I do done to make a difference for someone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Getting Better
Its getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me werent cool
Youre holding me down, turning me round
Filling me up with your rules
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Me used to be a angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
Im doing the best that I can
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man I was mean but Im changing my scene
And Im doing the best that I can
I admit its getting better
A little better all the time
Yes I admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Getting so much better all the time
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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People love to admit they have bad handwriting or that they can't do math. And they will readily admit to being awkward 'I'm such a klutz' But they will never admit to having a poor sense of humor or being a bad driver.
quote by George Carlin
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Why do you think the old stories tell of men who set out on great journeys to impress the gods? Because trying to impress people just isn't worth the time and effort.
quote by Henry Rollins
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From the witness-box
…And having taken the oath
I
Do admit
I witnessed
Birth
And
Death
I
Do admit
I witnessed
How two can
Come together
And go their
Separate ways
I
Do admit
I witnessed
The hand of time
Behind
I
Do admit
I witnessed
How the invisible
Hand of time
Resolves
Dissolves
And
Dilutes
31aug2010
06.27hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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It Is My Need
I admit,
Sometimes I do...
Feel not good enough.
But not because of you,
I sometimes do feel this way.
Unable to undo.
It is my need and want to do better,
For you.
And I admit this.
It is my need.
That I admit sometimes visits,
With this feeling.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Ever Make a Mistake
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
There's no need for moaning or groaning,
Over what's been done.
No one lives a perfect life,
Under the Sun!
Alibis are like houseflies.
They begin to annoy.
And habits are like pests when invited...
They are hard to destroy.
Even if you hit 'em with a bat...
They come right back!
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
Strap in that saddle and take that ride.
Admit that mistake made,
And push it aside!
'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '
~Getting you to admit it! ~
If you make a mistake,
Admit it.
And get it right out of your way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape.
Believing what is done is okay!
If you ever make a mistake,
Just admit it!
And get it out of the way.
Don't you ever fake it to escape...
That mistake someday you'll repay!
'Okay, okay, okay!
So I made a mistake.
So what's the big deal? '
~Getting you to admit it!
If you didn't...
That mistake would have others that you make!
And with me,
That's not okay! ~
'Geeessshhh...
Okay!
But please...
Stop the song and dance routine.
I get it! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Dont Impress Me Much
Ive known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But youve got being right down to an art
You think youre a genius--you drive me up the wall
Youre a regular original, a know-it-all
Bridge:
Oh-oo-oh, you think youre special
Oh-oo-oh, you think youre something else
Okay, so youre a rocket scientist
That dont impress me much
So you got the brain but have you got the touch
Dont get me wrong, yeah I think youre alright
But that wont keep me warm in the middle of the night
That dont impress me much
I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve--just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughtta lock it
cause heaven forbid it should fall outta place
(bridge)
Okay, so youre brad pitt
That dont impress me much
So you got the looks but have you got the touch
Dont get me wrong, yeah I think youre alright
But that wont keep me warm in the middle of the night
That dont impress me much
Youre one of those guys who likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I cant believe you kiss your car good night
Cmon baby tell me--you must be jokin, right!
(bridge)
Okay, so youve got a car
That dont impress me much
So you got the moves but have you got the touch
Dont get me wrong, yeah I think youre alright
But that wont keep me warm in the middle of the night
That dont impress me much
You think youre cool but have you got the touch
Dont get me wrong, yeah I think youre alright
But that wont keep me warm on the long, cold, lonely night
That dont impress me much
Okay, so what do you think youre elvis or something...
Whatever
That dont impress me
song performed by by Shania Twain
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What Makes You Cry?
Now Ive got a question baby
What makes you cry?
cos I havent seen any water
In the corners of your eyes
For a day, or a week
Or a month, or a year
Havent seen much of you
Since you left me my dear
Cant you see that Im hurting
How Im falling apart
Dont you care about my drinking
Or my poor lonely heart
I thought you liked football
You didnt mind those videos
And my dog didnt mean
To ruin your clothes (he cant help it)
Now you wont take my phone calls
You sent my letters back
Youre paying for a lawyer
To stab me in the back
Then I saw you on the street
You looked happy, thats a fact
Im impressed - its a hell of an act
Angel - admit it, admit it
Darlin - admit it, admit it
Your love for me didnt die
Its just sleepin
Now I hope you can hear me
Wherever you are
In a cheap hotel room
Or the back seat of a car
I make up those situations
I dont know if theyre true
But Ill tell you, for now, theyll do
Angel - admit it, admit it
Darlin - admit it, admit it
Your love for me didnt die
Its just sleepin
And it wakes every night
To your weeping
Now Ive got a question bady
What makes you cry?
song performed by by Proclaimers
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To Seem Detached From Stress
I admit to feeling honored.
And also repeatedly blessed.
To have someone like you,
Make comments...
About those confessions I profess,
And express with an openness...
To seem detached from stress.
I am not always as secure,
As I seem when attempting to impress.
I just feel what I say comes from an honesty.
And being true to myself,
Sometimes has created my own loneliness...
That has left me with moments of distressed.
I admit to feeling honored.
And also repeatedly blessed.
To have someone like you,
Make comments...
About those confessions I profess,
That expresses an openness...
To seem detached from stress.
But I am not that different,
From those wishing more...
And not less,
Of those moments I regret...
To have a happiness,
That will leave me to be...
Feeling free to be at my best.
Without experiencing an aloneness,
Through what is felt at times...
An unwinding road confined,
To a wilderness...
That sits inside,
Of an inquisitive mind.
Traveling as it does without any sign of rest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Do Admit This
I must admit,
I've gone through several personality shifts...
During my lifetime.
Finding those adjustments not so easy to take.
But glad that God took the time with me,
To make those growth periods...
Ones I now appreciate.
I must admit,
I've had great teachers.
Several I did not meet in classrooms either.
I've had close relationships with those,
Who taught me lessons to keep.
I must admit,
I miss my grandparents and parents.
Ex-wives and tight friends who in my life,
And in my mind....
Will always exist.
It seems those who were most interested in me,
Are gone.
And for some reason what they taught,
Has left me powerfully strong.
And I do admit this...
So much of their presence lives within me.
I feel them surrounding me constantly.
Whether this is memory or actual occurrence.
I must admit,
They've assisted in my endurance.
Leaving me to know I am blessed!
And admitting to myself,
What they have left has allowed my happiness.
I would not be able to live,
Without this admitted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Want
Everybody wants the truth
But everybody lies
Everybody wants some proof
But everybodys blind
So open up your eyes
I really dont know much of anything at all
But Ill admit were all the same
You ask forgiveness and you make the same mistakes
And Ill admit were all the same
I want to know
Do these words mean anything?
How can this life mean more than what it seems?
Everybody wants equality
But were all prejudice
Were all hypocrites
Everybody wants the world
But we have nothing
I really dont know much of anything at all
But Ill admit were all the same
You ask forgiveness and you make the same mistakes
And Ill admit were all the same
I want to know
Do these words mean anything?
How can this life mean more than what it seems?
song performed by by Face To Face
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This Has Got To Be for The Love!
Do they wish to impress?
Or do they live just to do it,
As part of a 'self' consciousness.
Conscious their gifts exist.
And it is not with impressions,
Expressed with a witnessed unlimited giving.
It is who they are.
And that is done at their best.
To simply impress comes as no effort.
To those who are blessed...
To progress through stress.
And produce the unexpected.
Without getting needed rest.
And this...
Has got to be for the love!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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IF I Was On A Mission To Impress
If my mission was to impress,
To effectively address a perceived ego...
Gone unidentified as an awareness.
With a labelling of being arrogant.
I certainly would not begin,
With a depiction of a forest others do not see...
Although walking through it to go unseen.
Nor would I mention with acknowledgment,
My familiarity with each kind of tree within it...
To call each one by name to express my respect for them.
If...
I 'was' on a mission to impress.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let Me Think Of An Island
an island
surrounded by sharks
i am in this island
and you are in the nearby island
we wish to touch
we cannot so we only communicate through signs
of our hands
we try to speak but the wind carries our voices away
so we cannot really figure out
what we are saying
i cannot take the risk of swimming the sea
infested with sharks
i still love my life and risking it for you
will not be worth it
so here we are
helplessly devoted to each other
unable to touch
yet always promising to love and be with each other.
aren't we foolish?
i admit i am, and i admit that in the last analysis
let me quote the famous self-centered actress:
i admit i love
but i love me better than you.
am i foolish? i admit i am.
But that is the truth.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Something So Right
Words & music by paul simon
Youve got the cool water
When the fever runs high
Youve got the look of lovelight in your eyes
And I was in crazy motion
til you calmed me down
It took a little time
But you calmed me down
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Its such an unusual sight
Oh, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right
Theyve got a wall in china
Its a thousand miles long
To keep out the foreigners they made it strong
And Ive got a wall around me
That you cant even see
It took a little time
To get next to me
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Because its such an unusual sight
Oh, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right
Some people never say the words I love you
Its not their style
To be so bold
Some people never say the words I love you
But like a child theyre longing to be told, mm
When something goes wrong
Im the first to admit it
Im the first to admit it
And the last one to know
When something goes right
Well its likely to lose me, mm
Its apt to confuse me
Because its such an unusual sight
I swear, I cant, I cant get used to something so right
Something so right
song performed by by Paul Simon
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To Become Addiction Free
Those images that most impress many,
May not be as vivid and expressive...
From my interpretation,
As others who are into movies...
Amusements parks and daily escapades.
Such as having all day television watching spells.
I can sit all day and do nothing but write.
But 'somehow' the comparison is not there.
Although I've been accused of wasting my time,
In the pursuit of doing nothing!
However, I do admit to having an acknowledgement,
Of having a universal outlook of tasting and making...
A sandwich I earned if I wanted one.
Based upon a work ethic enforced by my family.
And my lack of interest to be attracted to fantasy...?
Has gotten me into serious trouble with those,
Prepared to debate their beliefs with me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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