Deleting Demotivational Posters, I Guess by TheGirlWhoDid, journal
Deleting Demotivational Posters, I Guess
So, apparently deviantART is taking down all demotivational posters unless you can submit a permission form, which is obviously impossible because you'd have to get the creators of the anime to give you permission. So, yeah. I hope you guys got to enjoy them as much as you could, because as usual, deviantART has to ruin innocent fun with ridiculous rules. Suffice it to say, I am quite disgusted with this decision to ban demotivational posters, which are very obviously, only used for entertainment purposes, and it was quite clearly stated in the comment box that there was no claim to own the material. SERIOUSLY? This is a fucking joke. This wh
the deep well, shriveled now
empty and dry as the sands of time
many years have erased the mark
the mark of the flow that came from feeling
left feeling alone left at the bottom,
left with only a mask, a mask to show the world
we may be here but we are not
we are bored
we do not feel yet pain is not excluded
the fire of passion
filling the well as often as rain in a desert,
still not enough for people to enjoy
trying to fill the void people watch
watch time go by
not realizing that the fire know as passion
that causes the rain of emotion
to drop into the well of feeling
is restricted by the mask found
found at the lowest
Caged a bird cannot fly
made of sticks or stone
we cannot soar
the cage so ever mocking us
the freedom is so close yet so far
we grow ever closer yet even farther at the same time
the birds ambition spent
it sees the light but falls to the ground
forever chained inside the cage
away from the happy chirps off the wild birds
away from the sky the bird is caged
chained clipped and caged
the bird can do naught but circle his cage
staring forever at the outside world
so close to freedom
the taunting image
separated by the cage
we cannot fly to the endless sky
full of merriment and laughter
our family and friends have soared
long endless turning and painful
through this path i walk.
The short the sweet the finish line
the endless road shall twist and turn
but the short will be straight forward.
the long twisting through the streets
through the pain and the news
the deaths and chaos this path goes.
lasting for eternity with the short path
so ever out of reach for the many.
the few the selected the fulfilled
have for so long jumped between the paths
the paths set out for us
the paths we set out for us.
our eyes may wander
to the path right next door.
but for those who don't realize it
they could jump between the cross roads
and for this i walk