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Doing What It Takes To Feel One's Best

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do...
To get the attention.
Misconceptions about that are taught to those,
To leave them feeling insecure to be left exposed.
And psychologically dependent on others.

Those who are seeking the attention,
Are the ones making the excuses...
For everything done they do,
To avoid doing that which they should.
Fearing then no one would notice them at all.
And for them to be noticed is what is sought.

Leave them alone to figure themselves out,
And they wouldn't know what to do 'with' clues.
Especially if no one is there to listen,
To their opinions given or their version of life...
Yet for them to live.
But they'll try to convince others they know about.

Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is 'not' something one adopts to do to get the attention.
Doing what it takes to feel one's best,
Is something one does to comprehend.
And many not comprehending,
Can also be viewed amongst those refusing to listen.

Only a life lived to be one's best,
Is often a life lived making fewer excuses.
With less complaints heard,
To create and produce to seduce someone else...
For whatever the reason found around,
To digest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Exchange Is the Best One that Is Accepted

Satisfying the attention seeking egos of others,
Is easy.
Express a life lived that is disliked.
Complain about other people.
And pretend you are miserable on a daily basis.
People love to feel,
Someone besides themselves...
Shares a feeling of unhappiness,
That is heard and confessed.
And left to go unaddressed.
This exchange is the best one that is accepted,
By those seeking to satisfy with attention...
A boosting done to uplift their egos.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When It Benefits To Pay Attention

I can quickly forgive and understand a child,
Who takes an escapade with a making a mistake...
At my expense.
I expect this from a child adventuring,
Out into the world to establish for themselves...
A building of their own common sense.
This I accept and expect.
With a patience in the beginning given.
And hoping in their minds something eventually connects.

However...
With the giving of circumstances and considering one's age,
There are stages of life when it benefits to pay attention.
And if one continues to disrespect others to neglect,
Difficult it becomes for me to repeatedly forgive and forget.
Especially when a doing is done,
Over and over and over by someone...
Who cruises through life making the same mistakes,
With new excuses easy to use refusing to face truth.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Excuses

Yo, whats up, this is Ginuwine
And I wanna tell you
It aint no time for excuses with your woman
You be right or you be out, ya heard
Do it right, check this is out
This is my story
Theres a time that comes in a mans life
When is real, want it all, when his mind is right
It could come at any time, morning, noon or night
You would know at the time, nothing more to fight
He might not, and I know cause Ive done the same
You know Im right there with you, dog, but she wont
play the game
She will be done packed your bags, sit em all there
right outside your door
Cause shes tired of the lyin s*** and she aint
takin no more, oh, no she aint
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them no more, oh)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them, no)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no), excuses {She dont}
Take her out, hold her hand, let her know youll die
for her
Cause thats your lady, yes, thats your baby
Shes a seed, feed her well, watch her blossom out
And only the real players out there can dig what Im
talkin bout
Be that man, be that one, do the things she loves
Pay attention, should I mention how it all was once
You broke your neck just to get her, dont you pull
back now
Cause sooner or later shell be gone, what youre
askin now
Excuses (Everybody has one)
Excuses (But she dont wanna hear them no more, oh, no
she dont)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses (Oh...), excuses {She dont}
Excuses (Yeah, she)
Excuses (Dont fill her mind)
Excuses (She said take that s*** else, oh, yes, she
did)
Excuses, excuses (Listen) {She dont}
Dont fake nor front, tell her now
Make your choice right now
Tell her where you stand
Youre no boy or little kid, youre grown
Standin big, young man
Think what brought that in, ooh
All that s*** youre talkin bout like you aint
heard the phone
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog
And all that fake s*** like your beeper was off
Shes up on it, dog, shes up on it, dog (Ooh...)
Excuses (Everybody gots one)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them)
Excuses (She said take that s*** elsewhere)
Excuses, excuses {She dont} (She dont)
Excuses (She aint got time for them)
Excuses (So dont fill her mind with them)
Excuses (Huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses (No, no, no), excuses {She dont} (She dont
wanna)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear no excuses)
Excuses (Ooh, she dont wanna)
Excuses (Come on)
Excuses (She dont wanna hear them), excuses {She
dont}
Excuses (She aint got time, huh, she dont feel them)
Excuses (Ooh, ooh, she dont deserve)
Excuses (No, huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)
Excuses, excuses (She dont wanna) {She dont}
Excuses

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If You Have The Nerve To Listen

If you have come to believe,
Someone can actually be blamed...
For your pitiful life lived?
Look in the mirror!
Add that person to your list as well.

If you want to accuse anyone,
For failures you feel?
Point your finger at everyone,
Who tolerated listening to your nonsense...
As they allowed you to get away with this!

A dead end just doesn't happen.
An accident in the making,
Has had several eyes withnessing it.
A mind condoned to drift into foolishness...
Had been nurtured to follow,
A path one sought with assistance directed.

If you have come to believe,
Someone can actually be blamed...
For your pitiful life lived?
Look in the mirror!
Add that person to your list as well.
And if you have the nerve to listen,
To yourself tell you where to go?
Pay attention!
It may be the beginning for you,
To the doing of 'something' about it!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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To Then Leave

The seeking to get attention business,
Isn't all what it cracks up to be.
Those who seek no attention,
Are chased by those disbelieving,
No one wants to keep peace selfishly...
To be left alone.
And these might be the ones who first sought attention,
Initially.

Now...
Those who seek to get attention,
And with passion disguised by a lust...
Accompanied with deep breathing,
Could frighten someone seeking just to tease.
To then leave quietly...
To then go home to self satisfy.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Others Who Fake It

Needing less attention.
And confessing human sins.
This aging phase,
Finds many who have made it...
At such a rewarding,
Appreciative stage.

Feeling grateful to have life!
And understanding more,
Of this 'gift' that life is.

Seeing things for what they are...
And not for what they are not.
Finding it so trivial now...
To hold onto pettiness held,
To become glad and light hearted...
Knowing that 'stuff'
Has long been dropped.

I feel where I am now,
Should be the beginning.
And not near the end that comes.
Accepting reality for what it is for me.
And realizing with a maturity,
That's how life should be lived...
By each and everyone!

And that makes a happier life to live.
Knowing I am here,
To leave others who fake it...
Or however it is taken,
For their own sakes...
And making it on their own,
Alone!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Takes Over Me

I am lost in the world of you,
Cant believe where you take me to,
As soon as you enter my mind,
Or you crawl over my skin,
Leave me no other choice but to let you in
Love takes over me (I can feel it),
coz, your love takes over me (I can see it),
Oh, your love takes over me (I can taste it),
Yeah, your love takes over me (I can be it)
Take, take me now,
I cant take no more,
Feel me breathe,
Feel the energy,
How did I fall prey to this,
Pleasure is my lonely guide,
Yeah I escaped despite of you,
Now that your inside
Love takes over me (I can feel it),
When your love takes over me (I can see it),
Your love takes over me (I can taste it),
Yeah, your love takes over me (I can be it)
Magic is running through my veins,
Pleasure is coming closer then
So, hurt with me now,
So I wont hurt no more,
Hear me scream,
Hear my suffering
When your love takes over me (I can feel it),
Your love takes over me (I can see it),
Love takes over me (I can taste it),
Love takes over me (I can be it)
(I can feel it),
Love takes over me (I can see it),
Your love takes over me (I can taste it),
Love takes over me (I can be it)

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With A Prioritized Attention Given

Everyone living life,
Needs a little taste.
Of whatever for them will excite.
With a prioritized attention given.
From someone else that is mentioned.
To show they are willing,
To give another attention.
Something given to be received,
And acknowledged.
That satisfies a 'soul' to behold.

It seems unfair!
Not right,
That few appear to hog all of the attention.
All of the time.
Day 'and' night.
And some even making appearances,
Unintended.
In dreams of others unannounced.
Then disappear from sight.
As if they were invited.
To come and go as they please.
No wonder people are uptight.

Have you ever stopped to think.
Why is some create tension?
That end in conflict.
Or prolonging of unnecessary fights.
From birth this seems to be our first appetite.
We demand to get that attention fed.

Everyone living life,
Needs a little taste.
Of whatever for them will excite.
With a prioritized attention given.
A spoiled child whining.
With determination,
Will get some of it.

That's why many develop unhealthy addictions.
Smoking, drinking and over eating.
Whatever it is.
Something inside is needing to feed,
The grabbing of others' eyes.
Even if it takes an accidental stumbling into someone...
On public streets.
To then apologize.
Some kind of contact from another is what we all seek.
Whether or not that contact is obnoxious.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Reflection of His 'Work' and Achievement

I am the reward received from God's deeds done.
I am the reflection of His 'work' and achievement.
I can not allow myself to produce less than my best.
This would disfavor the love I am given from Him.
And I would live a life,
Not seeking to reach heights.
But reduce myself to making excuses,
As if this activity would nourish and feed my appetite!

I am the reward.
I am the reflection.
I can not allow myself to produce less than my best.
This would disfavor the love I am given from Him.
And I would live a life,
Not seeking to reach heights.
But reduce myself to making excuses.
And I want to prove I am more than just worthy.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If You Ever

We are not strangers
Could we have met some place before
Am I in danger of myself
You're like a magnet
You pull me right across the room
It's like were thinking out loud
I can feel an unexplained connection
I can feel your undivided attention
I know that you're with somebody else
But I do
Feel like I have loved you
In another place and time
If it's true
Then I'll be waiting for you
If you ever change your mind
Let me change your mind
You leave me breathless
While sweet seduction takes a hold
You lied to everybody else
I can feel an unexplained connection
I can feel your undivided attention
I know that we have to say good bye
But I do
Feel like I have loved you
In another place and time
If it's true
Then I'll be waiting for you
If you ever change your mind
If you ever change your mind
If you ever realise
That it's me you want in your life
You know where to find me
If you ever change your mind
Yeah

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Less Involved In It

If you lived your life right,
Doing something on a daily basis...
You cared to do and liked.
Would I be the one still privy to your complaints?

Would you find more or less excuses,
To proclaim what I am not.
With accusations of what I ain't?

If you lived 'your' life right,
Would you be more inclined...
To restrain your draining,
Of any happiness others find!
Or will you discover,
Your mind has been confined?

And if you did live your life right...
Would you noticed what others did,
From morning until noon.
With your eyes fixed on their nights?

Or would you be too busy,
In the enjoyment shared with friends?
Giving and receiving,
That which you have yet to get...
To lend to blend in!

Because that life you 'say' you live,
Has you less involved in it!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hero Takes A Fall

(s. hoffs/v. peterson)
Susanna
The hero is exposed when
His crimes are brought to the light of day
Wont be feeling sorry, sorry, sorry
On the judgement day
Wasnt it me who said
Therell be a price to pay
And I wont feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(hero takes a fall) oh no
Your mother told you stories
You substitute with girls who tell you more
Suddenly you sight a fancy chance
Since love is at your door
Were seeing through you now
I saw it all before
And I wont feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(hero takes a fall) oh no
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Emotion is a virtue
For you it is the one fatal flaw
Sitting on your throne and drinking
Thinking shell return your call
Every storys got an ending
Look out, here it comes, here it comes
And I wont feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(hero takes a fall) oh no
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

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Everyone Here Is Working Hard For You

Do you realize how many poems I've seen,
That you have written?

'No!
How many have you actually 'read'? '

Comeon...
You are not aware of this at all?
I read a few but not all.

'I am aware that I am a writer.
Not an accountant.
Nor someone who sets limits,
To achieve a final goal.
Or someone seeking to impress.

Each day presents its own personality.
I'm learnig to appreciate quality and not quantity.
There is something about life I more understand each day.
My personal awareness of 'that' is what I keep addressed.'

Oh...
So what is that?
If you don't mind me asking?

'I know I am not alone...
Even though I perceive I am on my own!
I hear voices clearly say to me,
Everyone here is working hard for you.
That you must believe.'

I see.
And that makes you produce quality you don't notice?
An involvement you keep distanced?

'I did not say I didn't notice the quality.
Painfully that's done.
I don't put my sights on 'quantity'.
I don't want to overwhelm.
As much as I choose to stun!
And that takes paying attention to everyone! '

Like the voices heard in your head?

'You see...
You're trying to take this somewhere else.
And what you are 'attempting' to imply...
I'm not wasting any more of my time to listen to!
Read more than you do.
And if there is any comprehension to communicate,
You need not announce that to me! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Today I Had to Forgive Myself (My Life Is Meant to be Lived)

I saw something I had never seen before,
Once I looked beyond my own sorrows.
I lifted my head and saw an open door.
A light was shining through,
To show me tomorrow.
With promises I once wished,
But had not pursued.

I lived with a stagnation...
That came and overstayed,
A temporary reservation...
I made when feeling down,
And knocked out!
Drugged on self debasement.
Feeling nothing could replace...
This empty space within me.

And I knew then...
If I was to walk through that door,
Today I had to forgive myself...
And not let my burdens feel too welcomed.
As I had done countless times before.
Tossing my pain and self doubt about!

They could stay for as long as they wanted!
And entertain grief that came to visit.
But I had no intentions to remain with them,
Sustaining their attention or their comfort.
I kept deep within to repeat again and again.
A hollow search I felt had no end.

My life is meant to be lived.
Not to sit and forget to refresh my perceptions.
My life is meant to be lived.
And when I made up my mind,
I knew I would find...
A release of darkness that would diminish.
Once I allowed my guilt to deplenish,
I prepared to say goodbye to despair!
Knowing to leave that behind me to become fully aware...
My life is meant to be lived.
My life is meant to be lived.
My life...
Is meant to be lived.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Song....

Theres this song I love to listen to. It takes me to a place where all the happines is, where I could feel alive. It takes me back to my favorite memories, ones that I hold onto and keep next to my heart. I never knew of such a feeling when I listen to this song. When I'm on the verge of crying out, I replay this song in my head to keep me sane. Sometimes this song will bring me to tears, but only because it makes me happy. I feel like I'm in a fantasy world where no one can touch me; I feel invincible. This song is your voice, your everything, and no matter what the world thinks, your voice is the most beautiful song I have ever heard.

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With A Convincing Relentlessness

What's old?

The repeating of excuses.

What's new?

The refusing of repeating anything old.
Stale and molding.

Although what's old is accepted,
By those who redo yesterday to update.
As if no difference has been made,
To replay with embellishment...
That has an approval,
From those who look the other way...
Portraying themselves as victims of amnesia,
With a convincing relentlessness.

Making what's new,
Always within limits as to not to offend...
Anyone seeking the getting of attention!
Or the mentioning of anything,
That yesterday took place.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Which Is It?

Hold up!
Are you trying to make me notice you?
Or are you making a point,
That I am being ignored?
And you have absolutely nothing else to do!
Which is it?

Everywhere I walk, stand or sit...
I see you,
Refusing to exchange my hello.
As if you wish me to beg,
For you to acknowledge it!

I'm the one that's seeking,
A place where no games like that exist.
But you are the one insisting,
My attention that you get!

I don't know what other clue I can give you.
But you are definitely the one that is proving...
You either have no interests in your life to pursue,
Or something in your head is a misfit that makes you sick!
Which is it?

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Best Love Yet To Get

There is one disadvantage,
In being a part of a large family.
Or inter-related like many who confess it.
There will be more than a few believing,
They are deserving of getting attention.
With a love to them individually expressed.

And those who have accepted life as it is...
Have learned to give love without attention given,
Because with them it is love they feel.
And this is what they give to others regardless.
Since God has already give them all the attention,
And this love once known is the best love yet to get.

Although some with insecurities will feel a need,
To call attention upon themselves.
For whatever those reasons...
To appease and satisfy their mental weaknesses.
Thank God the trees aren't jealous of their branches.
Or the leaves sprouting from them which are nourished.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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