Monday, July 10, 2006

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"WORDS AREN'T ALWAYS THE TRUTH.
THEY ARE PREVILEGES MEANT NOT FOR ABUSING.
SPEAK."

Words.
Truly, what are they?
To be frank, I will not state these views as facts. They are made opinion-wise, and truly, I can be quite biased. But "words" is not a subject many may have their opinions on. Simply put in the harsher way, it is a subject left in the dust.

Why do we cry when they yell so at us?
Why do we feel anger and thick, deep emotions when we argue with close ones?
Why do we feel that provoking words stab us painfully
EVEN when we know we are correct?

You're not a parsimonious, startled spoiled child, dear.
It is the effect of the words. They are harmful to the ears and cause mental torment. Even if half of them are not considerably truth, to be accused of names is painful. They are one's opinion, after all, and if one thinks of you that way

are there more?

Words are abused. Are they not?
Because most do not find words an entertaining enough topic, they are disregarded and abused easily.

We take words for granted.
no one tries to find the origin of our words and the destruction it may lead to in the future. Language is a completely different issue. That is a subject known for variety in an ethnicity's tongue, while words mean the same in the thousands of languages we own for this world. Whether kind or nasty, whether Chinese or Arabian, they define the same meanings regardless of how different they sound coming out in fine tones.

"Love" and "hate" are fine examples.
Why do people hastily wave out, "I love you," as good-byes to their soul mates?
Why do people snarl, "I hate you!" when angered to extremes?
Do they actually mean the things they say?

Even I, hypocritically as I write of this, spew out, "I hate you!" to close friends amidst blind anger.

I, too, as any other human being beside me, naturally take advantage the beauty and unsightliness of words without taking proper notice as I run around with shadowed covers over my eyes and a blaring speaker over my lips.

Words take your breath away.
Once, he said to me, "You should smile more. I'd feel better, too." That day, I smiled. The whole, entire day. I smiled just for him because coincidentally, he was having a bad day. Those two lines impacted me, and I was left dumbfounded but flattered. A few weeks later, we fought. He said something he never would have dared to say to any other friend, and I was outraged. Just who did he think he was? Was I just some outlet for him to bash on when he was in "a crappy mood"?

No, I was not.

In fury, I shouted back with, "I hate you! I hate you, you jerk! You always use me for your own selfish reasons!" I wanted to hit him, but I did not. I caught his expression. He was hurt. I pacified, realizing what I had done. That boy walked out the door, muttering, "Sorry." Not a chance was given for me to say something in return, perhaps an apology to rebound his own,

but that word of his left me speechless.

Meanwhile, we hold back.
The things were should have said, we left out, pretending they never existed even when they were unexpressed out loud, they were there in your mind. What I should've said was, "Im sorry, kiddo," but instead, silence devastated both of us all. Is silence more painful than words? That is not my reasoning for speaking in this situation, but I do daresay I said nothing and left out my apology, holding what I said several nanoseconds before firm and true in his eyes. Days passed, yet we ignored.

We ignored and avoided,
faking expressions as though the other did not exist when it was all for a pretentious display we both of so dearly wished to break,
this continuous facade.

I knew then that my words were affective.
My beauteous words made people love I for I,
and my belittling words made people hate I for I.

Oh, here I am. The hypocrisy and irony.
I am attempting true statements of "love" and "hate,"
for they come out awkward and insensitive.

Speak.

Speak for yourself.
Speak for yourself and others.
Words are meant to aid you in life, to bring you to utopia.
Don let the meaning behind words fall back as though they never were.
Use them wisely. hold back only when necessary,
when the words are unnecessary and better left unmentioned,
withheld for a better timing.

They hurt mentally, but they are needed.

They bring love, but they are needed.

They are naturally human, but they are needed.

Humans are selfish,
but we, as one species,
may not be selfish with words.


Words aren't always truth.
they are privileges meant not for abusing.
Speak.



it sorta ring a bell, don it?