{"id":128,"date":"2006-12-03T14:43:00","date_gmt":"2006-12-03T19:43:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ocbenji.com\/blog\/?p=128"},"modified":"2010-01-11T16:56:25","modified_gmt":"2010-01-11T22:56:25","slug":"the-re-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/2006\/12\/03\/the-re-up\/","title":{"rendered":"The Re-Up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ever hurt so bad that you can&#8217;t feel it?\u00a0 Felt so cold that it was almost warm?\u00a0 Ever felt so alone that you feel like your in good company?<br \/>\n<strong><br \/>\nThe Re-Up<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Life isn&#8217;t fair no matter how good you live or how long you stand firm<br \/>\nSo don&#8217;t be fooled by what they tell you, the early bird doesn&#8217;t always get the worm<br \/>\nBut thus is life, no promises made or contracts signed<br \/>\nTommorow isn&#8217;t even for sure, we can just live life blind<br \/>\nBut there is something for which even in uncertainty\u00a0 we all strive<br \/>\nHope, the little belief and usual lie that we believe in to stay alive<br \/>\nA very fickle idea like Santa Clause or the Easter Bunny<br \/>\nWe know it not to be true but we still paint the eggs and look under the tree<br \/>\nI used to have hope, a strong believer in fact<br \/>\nBut I learned the hard way to just look at things a certain way and take it like that<br \/>\nI was led away from my feelings before, never again<br \/>\nI&#8217;m right and always was, I am but a man<br \/>\nMy tank has been on emtpy and the fumes are running low<br \/>\nI got nothing left now, heart empty with nothing to show<br \/>\nI can&#8217;t afford another gamble or another pull at the slot<br \/>\nI went for broke on a sure thing only to find out its not<br \/>\nI had it all, finally happy and ready to love again<br \/>\nBut once again fate steps in and tell me to talk to the hand<br \/>\nLives fit together like legos, too perfect, there&#8217;s gotta be something I missed<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve seen everything in life but christ, but here is something to add to the list<br \/>\nA kiss, a kind word, a hug, a promise, a future<br \/>\nAll unintentional lies, I wonder if I ever even touched her<br \/>\nI can&#8217;t point the finger, you gotta follow your heart<br \/>\nToo bad what you leave behind was broken apart<br \/>\nIts nobody&#8217;s fault but I still want to blame<br \/>\nNo gas left but I still want to flame<br \/>\nToo good to be true was just that, truer words were never spoken<br \/>\nSmoke signs so thick my lungs feel broken<br \/>\nOne was pushed away, Two left but helped me awaken<br \/>\nThird time was supposed to be the charm, but it was taken<br \/>\nAnd while all I can do is sit back in the tide of emotions and ride the wave<br \/>\nMy ship that I thought had come in, is sailing away<br \/>\n<span style=\"text-decoration: line-through;\">This game isn&#8217;t over yet, there are still some moves to be made<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"text-decoration: line-through;\">But time will tell, until then I&#8217;ll just stay in the shade.<\/span><br \/>\nI write without thinking but there is a point you shouldn&#8217;t miss<br \/>\nThese are the lessons I&#8217;ve learned and they go a little something like this<br \/>\nLife will teach you a lesson over and over until you learn it<br \/>\nI&#8217;m hard-headed i guess, my dumbass kept trying to hope, I quit<br \/>\nFaith in, hopes of, and beliefs about her, like her, can&#8217;t be trusted<br \/>\nIt ain&#8217;t her fault, history repeats, and I just got dusted.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ever hurt so bad that you can&#8217;t feel it?\u00a0 Felt so cold that it was almost warm?\u00a0 Ever felt so alone that you feel like your in good company? The Re-Up Life isn&#8217;t fair no matter how good you live or how long you stand firm So don&#8217;t be fooled by what they tell you, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[338,339],"tags":[76,264,77,237,227,78],"class_list":["post-128","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-of-benji","category-poems","tag-bunnywe","tag-bunny-we","tag-easter","tag-pain","tag-smoke","tag-too-good-to-be-true"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=128"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/128\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=128"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=128"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ocbenji.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=128"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}