Am I just a wheel?
Consuming meals?
A speck in blue sea?
Bound by what I see?
Life amongst trees?
Breathing means free?

Am I my beliefs?
The truth I seek?
Flag of a country?
Defined by currency?
A liability?
Part of society?

Am I what you see?
The way you judge me?
The values you pick?
First impressions stick?
Norm defined by you?
Do I dare to be rude?

No...

I am who I choose.
I fill my own shoes.
I win when I lose.
I create my own views.
I see black beyond blue.
I pick me over you.

Who are we?
I am me.
Who are we?
Depends on you.

The way people perceive you isn't gospel
You're one of those flowers freckled alongside the highway
Always mistaken as a ****

your absence is
like the aftermath
of the storm

i'm left to wonder
whether i prefer
the desperate
insanity you blew
into my life

or the deadly
silence.

I’ve never seen a love so true.
Never thought I’d get to see it bloom.
But I can tell she really does love you.
Hopefully one day I’ll get to see my brother be a happy groom.

I seen your hearts intertwine like tangled vines on a summers day.
You see and love each others flaws like there not even there.
When you are together you don’t seem like such a cliche.
It’s obvious to everyone the love you both willingly share.

You both are the mist on a spring day quietly uninterrupted civilization.
The trees and the grass growing unnoticeable.
When in your presents there seems to be absolutely no frustration.
You seem to fit each other so adorably.

In the same room you act so sappy.
And knowing your in good hands makes me happy.

sitting here, breathless, blinded, feeling the darkness set in, feeling the cold touch my skin.
is this truely how I go? lost in coldness as it snows.
you may not understand, you may not see, but this is the worst ive ever been.
I cant even recognize my reflection in the shadows.

time has jaded me, hated me, sat by and watched everyone take advantage of me.
its time to take a stand, that is the plan, but right now I dont know if I even can.
this won't bring me down, this won't **** me, of that I can garuntee.
I have to fight and take back my life because im stronger than I was as a young man.

Im tired of the lies and all the scars of knives.
ill stand up and face the world head on because its the end of twenty-one.
we cant be scared of what thrives in the shadows our entire lives.
I will live to face a new dawn.

this isn't how my life ends.
its only how it begins.