"Look both ways before you cross the street", so the saying goes.
I just wish someone had told me the same thing about life.

I stand there,
And look towards you.
You turn around,
And what do I do?
I look away,
Like such a fool.
How stupid of me,
I can never keep my cool.

What is the world,
But our own perception.
We take it all in,
Building it's complexion.

How can we judge,
Others by what we see.
For we do not know,
Where their mind might be.

So take a step back,
Look from new eyes.
The world can be so different,
If everyone tries.

If you believe I have limits,
Then you are the one who is limited, not I.

This world is a blank canvas,
And I stand ready to paint.
I choose my fate,
No one else can, but I.
This is my life.

You cannot tell me,
My life has some plan.
I haven't planned anything,
And there for you are wrong.
This is my life.

You cannot tell me,
What I can and cannot do.
I decide that,
And I have decide I can do anything.
This is my life.

I live not for a single person,
Or purpose,
I live because I choose to.
I live.
I choose.
This is my life!

Millions of thoughts,
Inside my head.
I'm not sure,
how they can all fit.
They keep piling in,
Like an avalanche.
I take everything in,
And let nothing out.

Do I have a limit?
How much can I hold?

I'm not sure home much longer my walls can stand.

The shake,
It's pain you see,
Holding me back,
From breaking free.

I carry it,
Traveling with it so,
My shine fades,
A single glow.

I worry now,
I may not survive.
But my life if young,
I have yet to arrive.