I wish I can feel seen…
    Instead I’m hidden underneath a stone that’s to hard for me to break free

What are you?
Are you a ghost,
Are you imaginary to my thoughts.
Are you real,
Am I able to touch you without feeling a chill.
Are you alone,
Better than loneliness and being cast in a hole.
Are you scared,
But brave enough to fend for yourself if you ever disappeared.
Are you a person,
That just learned how to feel.
Are you human,
To the point where if I broke something inside,
Will it be able to heal.
Are you a soul,
So that when we meet you’ll give me your all.
What are you?
Cause right now I may have a clue.

Dream more and become a hero,
Understand life is a bunch of zeros,
Be your own brand never settle,
Cause that’s when life will take you by the throat and you will never swallow,
And you’ll become more shallow,
Never fly like sparrows,
And soon become a hollow,
That’s when life gets real narrow,
And you will never follow,
Your dream to become who you want to be and that is Free.

I hate the decisions I made in life,
I hate the life that I’m living,
I’ve made some decisions I’ve really regretted,
I hate who I have become.