i was born wanted but for the wrong reasons
with a mind marked to be ill
thrown into the wilderness of a foreign country
with not even a common language to call home
i am loved but i am placed in the wrong season
built in the summer but living in the cold
by happenstance the unwilling champion
but only of the loser's side
the air i breathe is borrowed but bound for oblivion
it is a consolation that at least to the earth i am a reward
even if i die in my treason of life

Quiet your mind and you may find
peace in such stillness.
Your life feels like chaos when
the music drowns out any possibility of
silence inside.
How can you even think with lyrics of
mesmerizing dandelions
clanging through your consciousness?
From the left and right
distractions dissect your attention.
Why is it so hard
to turn off the music?
Silence is scary—
a frightening thing to befriend.
Some fear the dark, yet
you fear the quiet.

A shadow lingers, heavy and cold,
Never a story of joy retold.
Tablets lined in a fragile row,
In their silence, what do they know?
Dreams dissolve in a bitter hue,
Emotions dulled, both false and true.
Promises whispered: "You’ll feel whole,"
Relief bottled, sold to the soul.
Every smile feels borrowed, thin,
Shaky hands hide storms within.
Still, we swallow, day by day,
A search for light in skies of gray.
No cure, just balance, a fragile dance,
To numb the ache, one last chance.

She stood infront of the mirror,
Looked at her reflection,
A spitting image of hers on the mirror,
To her eyes, it held more,
It held her darkest secrets,
Her worries,
Her inner turmoils,
The storm raging inside her,
The mind that's at war,
She being a lone warrior fighting it all,
Closed her eyes,
Took a deep breath,
Let out a long sigh,
She wanted everything to be cleared,
Once and for all,
She had to find answers, a voice whispered inside her "Find answers! Find answers!"
And the answer striked in her like a lightning,
"Change. Yes, change, it's change"
She opened her eyes,
Looked at her again,
Seems she found the answers,
Everything she saw in her earlier,
Vanished,
And she saw her smiling in the mirror,
And saw her whispering to herself,
"Nothing changes if nothing changes."