Finding love for life was easy,
I felt that grow within my soul,
Although not everything does please me,
I've always had respect for life's goal,
To teach us lessons hard or not,
Maybe even 2 or 3 times round,
You could have to climb to the top,
Or know what it's like to fall down.

Finding love for myself is a journey,
It's not been as simple to do,
Every straight road just keeps turning,
It looks so easy when I look at you,
As if the opposite has occurred,
You're just hateful towards your gift,
And in love with the mirror that's blurred,
I think your perception needs to shift.

Finding love for the ones who've hurt me,
Different ego's in different ways,
Feels almost impossible you see,
But they're making moves and running plays,
I work at letting it not bother myself,
And try my best to understand them,
I will find space in my heart on the shelf,
That is labeled "Old time friend".

Everything I have - Is because of me
Everything I've done - Is because of me
I am independence
I am standing alone
I am observing the world around me, learning from it, giving to it and being apart of it
I am improving my self worth every day and searching further into myself for what I am capable of being
I am amazing
I control my life and those who get to be in it
Nobody tells me what to do
I am strong because my spirit, body and mind are connected
I don't need shiny things
I need me.

It starts with an idea, just a thought in amongst the rest,
A seed has been planted in your brain, will you let it manifest?
Will you water it? Let it grow into a dream?
Or will you let it bury in the darkest memory stream.

I watered mine, I watered most seeds,
I felt it grow and move,
I followed almost all my leads,
And I did not win or lose.
Growing their roots into each finger,
All parts of me agreed,
All those crazy butterflies linger,
Started to see my destiny.

Fear of not doing well is fuel,
No. Fear does not hold me back,
Fear of failing is nothing we choose,
Let bravery shine through that crack.

From fire to water, earth to air,
From seed to tree, shop to table and chair,
Light and dark, high and low,
Plain and simple the story go,
Opposites exist, and they exist together,
Day time, night time; whatever the weather,
The moon does not give light to spite the sun,
They shine together as one,
So opposite but still coexisting,
I do not see what we humans are missing..
You have conflictions inside you, and thats okay,
I have contrast in me too, we were made this way,
Point is, balance is key,
The balance between survival and unity,
But you're deeper then the mirror you see,
Don't be afraid to venture in and peek,
Dig deeper in halfs or quaters,
Sink further and live beyond your shallow waters,
Let it be known that opposites exist,
There . I said it .. Erased the myth.

Forget trying to be equal by the standards we as humans have created for ourselves; gender, religion, wealth, appearance, history, race, sexuality etc . Because fact is we're never going to be the same, we're never gonna be equal - Don't fight to be equal when we're all so amazingly different.. Fight to be able to do what you want. Free the female ******, let the lady boys use the female bathroom, let the age distanced couple go for gold, let the Muslims in, let the boys kiss eachother on the train, let Donald Trump get assassinated, let us smoke ****!! BECAUSE OUR LIVES END ! With or without a closure child to leave behind you'll die one day and that will be IT! So just embrace whatever it is you are, and just go with it . Learn so that hopefully your soul will go on to a more profound existence.

On my walk home after night shift,
I stumbled on something horrific,
I saw him through the dark mist,
So surreal yet unrealistic.

Against time i began the race,
Went to see if he still drew breath,
But it was clear by the colour of his face,
That he lay there cold in death.

I know i shouldn't have, but some how i did,
Pulled a note from his right breast pocket,
I dont know why, but i opened it,
It was neatly titled "To be forgotten"...

Confused i started to read,
I soon realized it was a letter,
Started to feel i couldn't breathe,
As it couldn't have been written better!

If i am to be found by one,
One as unlucky as you,
If you find me and my life is done,
Please take just a second or two.

My name is not important,
As it was not important in life,
I've been called names of assortment
Even "Savage" once or twice.

I tried my best and it all fell apart,
See i did not have a home,
I lead my life by following my heart,
And i ended up alone.

If ever i could, i always did,
Give to someone in need,
A teen, a dog, an elder or kid,
In hope i might just plant a seed.

Each day I'd watch my brothers and sisters,
Run to or from their life demands,
I'd sit and rub my blisters,
On my feet and on my hands.

Nothing truely important is real or being looked after,
Where are the trees? Where is the love? The music of genuine laughter.
Nothing made me angry as i understood it all,
Reasons behind reasoning, I lay down and you stand tall.
Life was life. It is what it is. I'm not anything but at peace.
Just want someone to know its not a problem if i am to decease.
Nobody cared for me, especially not as i did for others,
I do not have any caring sisters, friends nor brothers.
Use of me what you can, then dispose of me the cheapest,
Because even though I was not loved, for my people i feel the deepest.

Poor soul who find me laying here,
May i ask you one small request?
For me please shed a single tear,
Feel a small pain in your chest.

Let your soul grieve a loss,
As mine will fly on through,
This request is free of cost,
Rather asking of what's inside you.

For me you do not need to pray,
Nor need to think of me often,
Just kindly see my soul away,
For i know i lived to be forgotten.

No longer surrounded by gravity,
Hatred slipping from my smile,
All my feelings run dramatically,
You wont be hearing from me for a while.

Everyone annoys me,
All the ******* that they say,
In my mind i am free,
Just want them all to go away.

I'm told to fear the strangers,
But that doesn't make sense to me,
I feel I'm stranger then most strangers,
Weird as weird as it can be.

As i grow older in this body,
Each experience ages me,
My memories feel forgotten,
I do not know what I believe.

Uncomfortably inconsistent when,
Phazing in and out of focus,
One second two steps infront then,
Back to being clueless and hopeless.

The road i am blindly strolling down,
Is dark and very unclear,
Clouded with white but no sound,
No intentions will appear.

Save yourself, the message is clear,
Screaming save yourself to you,
Just work hard and save this here,
Do it for you meaning me too.