Differences

If I do not want what you want, please try not to tell me that my want is wrong. Or if I believe other than you, at least pause before you correct my view.

Or if my emotion is more than yours, or less, given the same circumstances, try not to ask me to feel more weakly or strongly. Or yet if I act in some way other than your design for action, let me be.

I do not, for the moment at least, ask you to understand me. That will come only when you are willing to give up changing me into a copy of you.

I may be your spouse, your employee, your child, your parent, or your friend. If you will allow me any of my own wants, or emotions, or beliefs, or actions, then you open yourself, so that some day these ways of mine might not seem so wrong, and might finally appear to you as right -- for me.

To put up with me is the first step to understanding me. Not that you embrace my ways as right for you, but that you are no longer irritated or disappointed with me for my seeming waywardness.

And in understanding me, you might come to prize my differences from you, and far from seeking to change them, you might preserve and even nurture those differences.

Quite interesting rite... Got this from: http://www.geocities.com/mutmainaa/story/differences.html

Pain

-Pain-

Pain,
a physical suffering
a physical distress
that invokes uneasiness
and discomfort to the beholder.

Pain,
a mental burden,
a result of
worries without solutions,
stress without rest,
pressure without cause,
stretching individuals
to their limits,
not with a choice.

Pain,
a heartache,
the only wound
that cant seem to heal,
longing for the one that is lost,
forgoing those that are around.

Pain,
the one I'm having now,
the mixture of all,
the agony and torture,
seems forever.
A twisted,
swollen ankle,
inflicted after having a bruised leg,
seems to be the worst punishment,
for the sins that I've done,
for the hatred that I've caused,
for the err that I've made,
oh god,
forgive me.
Amen.

*Do And Die.. Never Ask Why..*