My tolerance for pain is high
My tolerance for people is low
Life keeps going overwhelmingly too fast
When all I ever grew up with was slow
I hated myself for being different
Yet I couldn't force myself to change
To fit their mould and expectations
I didn't want to be just the same
I felt guilty for wanting different
No one told me it was okay
I find it difficult to allow myself
To ignore what people have to say
I'm afraid of judging eyes
Critical minds and shallow mouths
That judge how they see it
Or what other people have found
Slowly I am learning
That being myself is okay
I'm allowed to, I'll try to be
Unapologetically me, everyday

You're eyes glow with a sparkle more rare than the shine of pure emerald glittering in the warmth of the  sun's rays.

You're hair rides the tides of the breeze like the waves on a beach flowing in the presence of you're beauty.

With a beauty that cannot be described by the way of words and that can only be upheld next to the pure heart that  rests beating softly behind you're chest.

Seemingly controlled by you're smile I find myself with a grin whenever you enter my mind.

I ask that you observe these words from the heart as you would the star filled sky, for that is where they have come from.
From the heart and not from the mind.

I am the star keeper
That sees far and wide
For I see you
The brightest star in the sky

Who am I?
Am I the person everyone thinks I am?
Or am I the person I write about?
It's at times like these
When I am truly lost.