Undercover Fraud

Undercover Fraud
By: Tyler Ross

It’s how you word it or how you think aloud
We don’t have time to think we’re headed for some clouds
Your faith is based upon fear
A fear of death because the man is never here
As real as the person you see in the mirror

So, tell me who the fuck are you to tell me what is right
Your life lesson plan is from a book of man-created blight
You ask me to believe in someone who doesn’t care
I ask you to look around, chaos is always in the air

We shunned him for logical ways of thought
Never going back to the world’s favorite theatrical prop
Stop trying to preach your hopeless fantasies
When my world ends, no one will point a finger at me

Instead of placing blame, worry about yourself
So quick to judge those who care to think for themselves
Religion is lazy with every answer given to God
We’ve been lead by a con

Undercover as a fraud

Departing Text

Departing Text
By: Tyler Ross

I call this growing up
Owning up and learning from my mistakes
You used to be what I wanted
You used to be what I respected
I’m sorry, this isn’t working out
A new perspective to spare the hurt
I value our experiences, but this is the end
All these talks, the visits, to calling you a friend
The more I feel neglected
The easier it is to understand these real colors
Resending my cancellation connection
I’m fine with terminating such a beautiful face
In this day in age, what was real
To leaving you at a memorable place
Where my joys lied upon night-ending smiles
Hour long chats and letters traveling from miles
A man of effort, persistence for a vicinity I wasn’t in
Nor did I over pursue and pressure, but do my best from within
This all has dissipated and the control isn’t mine
Therefore, I need to save face
Erasing this confusion and state I am in
Remembering the times I’ve been fortunate to receive
Change my direction because I used to believe
You would never treat me poorly
You would never choose to ignore
No credit given, no friendship to even unfold
How can I compete with a one per race?
While you only come to me like an acquaintance
An acquaintance, now so expendable, you are choosing to replace
With something or someone who treats you less than the best
We all know how you are treated, but this is your conquest
Some times to save yourself
You leave with those reminiscences of when everything was superlative
And I’m glad I met you
I’m proud what was created
But more surprised this is it

This Is Me

This Is Me
By: Tyler Ross

Resort back and ask myself
Did they really mean a thing?
Great questions support my experiences
But the challenges still proceed
Head cases, strange places, and odd feelings not for me
I struggled more being myself not changing anything

For this is me
Doing favors for myself
Moving on sets me free
This is me
You get what you give
No respect, c’est la vie
This is me
Never stressing over those
Who won’t give their time
This is me
Life’s what you make of it
So simple with an equal mind

Second chances and I doubted myself
Was this really fair to me?
Being honest and loyal to those
While backs turned 180 degrees
Wasted time, closed my mind, and gave my heart away
It’s safe to say, I came to play and learned from my mistakes

For this is me
Doing favors for myself
Moving on sets me free
This is me
You get what you give
No respect, c’est la vie
This is me
Never stressing over those
Who won’t give their time
This is me
Life’s what you make of it
So simple with an equal mind

No tolerance for talk
Let all actions speak
This is me
No respect, c’est la vie

This Old Town

This Old Town
By: Tyler Ross

time is lost as I remember
the purple glare over the horizon
where have the good souls gone?
this place I no longer care for or belong
haunting my dreams day after day
the texture in my touch
when I'm led against the wall
my clock of time is always broken
the voice so pure cracks when I call
this is the story I didn't want to tell
being pushed out of the world I once knew so well
I wander while I wait and wonder if this is hell
please take me away from this reality
my vivid dreams make more sense
I want to scratch the surface
as soon as teeth fade from the last smile
it's far too intense
please show me something real for a while

*another old write from the past*

A Risk For Standing In Line

A Risk For Standing In Line
By: Tyler Ross

sometimes when I look outside
my life seems all so plain
I live a lonely life
in a world viewing the rain
the window's turning black
and losing all its use
where I used to sit
and reflect my own youth

promises to keep
but failure fell right through
in your world of ignorance
passing on the true
not so special when standing in line
I thought I was important
but all was a lie

a knight in shining armor
but you don't know what that means
you keep multiples for
each and every thing
cancel all your appointments
or lose the (one) chance you got
you stuck with a mind of greed
just to throw away my spot

my heads down
sinking less than yesterday
it hurts so much
from the words that I say
more than a loser
I'm the worst pick in history
a smile and a heart
but no chance for me

hungry and lost
love becomes a myth
I don't have any recognition
what's my gift?
what does it take
to catch your eyes?
a lifestyle of looks, trends, and quick replies

a knight in shining armor
but you don't know what that means
you keep multiples for
each and every thing
cancel all your appointments
or lose the (one) chance you got
you stuck with a mind of greed
just to throw away my spot

*an old poem of mine from a few years ago, I stumbled upon.

Quote of the Month

[QUOTE]

"You can be golden like the summer, but seasons change, eventually summer returns again." (Tyler Ross)

Interlude (Existence)

[An insight on Life] "We are all born to expire. It's unfortunate to those who are disconnected so quickly from our time line and are unable to experience the longevity many live to foresee. We must reflect and embrace the memories by cherishing the times we received constantly with a positive mind state." (Tyler Ross)