Do you know what’s worth fighting for
When it’s not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weight out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Does someone break your heart inside?
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and i
When you’re at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn’t pass
Nothing’s ever built to last
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and i
Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire?
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone
When it’s time to live and let die
And you can’t get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You’re in ruins
One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and i
* The lyrics of this song excluding the chorus, intersects with my personal experiences.
> I’ve been dubious of things that could make me stronger – the things that are worth fighting for, up to the point of losing myself in searching my soul.
>I’ve already been hurt by myriad people but I have to keep those pains by masking those tears by smiles and laughters.
>I’ve even questioned the existence of God, my faith has shaken
> Something inside this heart has died – I have changed. That stupid girl has changed. She’s more stupid now :)
* The chorus does not correlate with my life. And, I am proud. Giving up will never be for stepping forward. Giving up will never make you free. Giving up just make you weak. Giving up means losing . Giving up goes with death. It’s good I didn’t give up. And I stayed alive living in what I call “LIFE”.
* 21 Guns is the real song for humans because humans are naturally weak. It instills the idea of giving up to free one’s self from the struggles of life.It integrates the idea of giving up for it is an easy way out from the realities of “LIFE”.
* As to experience, it is really more relaxing to hear songs and sing those musics depicting human weakness. First, because it is easier to admit that humans are naturally weak than proving otherwise. Second, it is easier to go with the flow than to resist the current to direct one’s self to the direction he really likes. Third, majority can not differentiate “humans” from “sub-human species”.
* 21 Guns is a good song. It had made me think deeper about human nature.
I will NEVER jump again.
Having a bad lower backache!
my palms still hurt.
Damn the sand!!!
E. N. = worst pedia CI I’ve ever met
E. N. = very highly subjective (ctrl A + ctrl C + ctrl V)nth power
E. N. = kulot2
E. N. = makados
E. N. = taba!
E. N. = unanalytically reactive
E. N. = pathetic mediocre clinging to the superiors by acting like a puppy
E. N. = desperate
E. N. = walang kwenta.
E. N. = pinakahate kong CI. Grrrr…
I have to live my life
- You have your own.
Domains apart
-Opposites
Those days we sacrificed in solitude
- I’m afraid of
In a world so little
- We’re trapped
I can’t breath
- Don’t look at me
I might die.
We learn to appreciate things only when they’re gone.
That is the sad fact, an eminent evidence of hilarious human stupidity.
I’m just so irritated by the brow-raising reactions of people for the deaths of Francis Magalona, Michael Jackson and the latest, the death of the former president Cory Aquino. My system of understanding cannot comprehend their way of thinking.
First, people should be realistic. Death is inevitable. Fame, money and power can not save you from it. No one can escape death.
Second, their deaths can not change the reality. Philippines will still remain Philippines. Rather than trapping ourselves to past memories, why don’t we focus our attention on solving the issues confronting our present, on materializing the realistic optimism of a brighter tomorrow.
Third, their lives have been spent so passionately. As what Abraham Lincoln said, “At the end, its not the years in your life that counts, it’s the life in your years. I don’t get the point of people pouring tears and showing melancholies over their graves or what I call “public display of affection for the dead”. Besides, why only when they’re already past away do these people learned to recognize them? Do these people mean they will never learn those great things about these personalities without them reaching their deaths?
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Hindi naman sa excited na akong mamatay. Gusto ko lang pag-isipan kung ano ang mga ala-alang maiiwan ko sa mga tao kapag ako’y tuluyan nang nawala.
Siguro, ganito nila ako maaalala:
Ø Yung taong yun? Autistic ata siya. May sarili kasing mundo eh. Hindi siya mahilig sumunod sa trend. Madalas din siyang sumasalungat sa dominanteng opinyon ng karamihan. Kahit na walang nakikinig at pumapansin sa kanya o di naman kaya’y minamata at pinupuna ng mga tao ang personalidad niya, ginagawa pa rin niya ang mga bagay na ayon sa kanyang lohika ay mas makabubuti.
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“ Human beings, whatever their backgrounds, are more open than we think, that their behavior cannot be confidently predicted from their past, that we are all creatures vulnerable to new thoughts, new attitudes. And while such vulnerability creates all sorts of possibilities, both good and bad, its very existence is exciting. It means that no human being should be written off, no change in thinking deemed impossible”. – Howard Zinn
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Suicide is a selfish act. When you consider doing it, you do not think of its consequences. You do not think of the people you will leave behind, the unfinished tasks, the changes you may have done. You only think of the coming oblivion, wherein such concerns are insignificant. And of course, you think of relief.
Suicide is not a mistake. Mistakes can be atoned for. -etsapwera