Why do Fools fall in Life?
I have this critical weakness, this failing i can't seem to escape:
I trust too deeply, too easily.
I trusted a friend of mine enough to call him family, he was a friend i saw every day, who saved lives as a lifeguard, who helped others when he could. one day he came to me and begged my help. His funding for college got cut, and he needed a cosigner for a loan. I know... it's obvious now, but then I decided to try and help a friend, someone i saw as a brother. What happened? you can tell what was about to happen without hearing the whole story. He defaulted on the loan and fucked me over.
I trusted another friend who convinced me to move to an island in the carribean. "we can do freelance work there, it's beautiful, the women will love you." we were there for three days, stuck in a riot and almost shot by crooked cops. Now i'm out of money and living in his mother's living room. Every day when i wake up I'm in the way. Every night when I sleep I'm in the way. in every way, just being me is in the way.
when i was little, I trusted my brother. I idolized him, my older wiser stronger faster more popular brother.
He abused me in pretty much every way imaginable.
and the parents i trusted saw the scars, the blood, the bruises, and did nothing.
How is my Karma drawing this to me? How am I attracting these people who will destroy me while i stand by and smile and try to help people?
I have this critical weakness, this failing i can't seem to escape:
I trust too deeply, too easily.
I trusted a friend of mine enough to call him family, he was a friend i saw every day, who saved lives as a lifeguard, who helped others when he could. one day he came to me and begged my help. His funding for college got cut, and he needed a cosigner for a loan. I know... it's obvious now, but then I decided to try and help a friend, someone i saw as a brother. What happened? you can tell what was about to happen without hearing the whole story. He defaulted on the loan and fucked me over.
I trusted another friend who convinced me to move to an island in the carribean. "we can do freelance work there, it's beautiful, the women will love you." we were there for three days, stuck in a riot and almost shot by crooked cops. Now i'm out of money and living in his mother's living room. Every day when i wake up I'm in the way. Every night when I sleep I'm in the way. in every way, just being me is in the way.
when i was little, I trusted my brother. I idolized him, my older wiser stronger faster more popular brother.
He abused me in pretty much every way imaginable.
and the parents i trusted saw the scars, the blood, the bruises, and did nothing.
How is my Karma drawing this to me? How am I attracting these people who will destroy me while i stand by and smile and try to help people?
lexie:
while life may be hard on you, know that in the end you will be a stronger and much wiser person than those that have deceived you or caused you grief. Rise above all the turmoil, and learn from it all. Don't let life pass you by out of bitterness.
inkedinaustin78:
thanks lexie. it's hard to remember on days like these. i feel like i lost everything and i forget to find myself