Don't look at me for answers
I can't tell YOU what YOU like
But I can tell when you're lying

Life is all about sorting through endless puzzle pieces
Keeping the ones you find fit
And simply tossing the ones that don't belong
But sometimes it's not always that easy
We get confused and overwhelmed when too many pieces are being thrown at us at once
We might accidentally toss a good piece away not knowing so
Or when a piece doesn't fit
Sometimes we turn and angle it in just about every way possible
Until we finally discover that it just does not go there
And the previous pieces we had in place sometimes shift and become distorted with time
Which makes them change and no longer fit in the places they originally belonged
So life consists of a constant fluctuation between gain and loss
It's just the way it goes
If you can search deep enough and find those rare puzzle pieces that are permanent
Constant figures that don't change
Those are what can help you build the rest of your puzzle
But if you're constantly gaining and losing without any foundation
No permanent pieces
You might as well be running around in circles
But then again
There's not much else to do until you find that foundation you're looking for
Some people run in circles all their lives
Others are lucky and build complete masterpieces of their puzzles
But don't give up looking
Those pieces are out there
It's exhausting and you have to be determined
It's easy to lose yourself when you become so tired that you can't tell the good pieces from the bad
You might start building off the bad
Thinking that you're getting somewhere
And then one day you wake up and all those pieces are gone
And you're left with nothing
And have to start all over from scratch
That's when it gets to it's roughest point
But you have to keep building
Trial and error
You have to learn along the way
Get to know yourself
I know that sounds clichè
But it's true
A lot of people don't know who they are or what they want
If you're one of those people
Play around with a combination of pieces
Fit them together and see what you like
The worst thing you can do is lie to yourself
You'll never get anywhere that way
Lying means you're choosing all the wrong puzzles
Take what you like
Put it together
Be aggressive
Be you

People on this Earth
Don't seem to notice
When another walks by
Nobody chose this
This stretched rope we walk
Seems to thin out
With each and every step
There's no way out

Either you make a move
Or stay still
Both ways you end up dying
Even by way of pure power of will
That rope is always there
Staring you in the ******* face
Taunting you and telling you you're nothing
All you know is you've got to get out of this place

Get in the road
Rip the engine up
**** that twisted path
Even what's "right" is ****** up
You have to carve your own way
With every ounce of your being
Every drop of blood
Just stop bobbing and weaving
You've got to learn to take the hit
You've got to learn to stop giving a ****
You have to get up and move on, inch by inch, bit by bit

I've been called
Super feminine
In my emotions
And my lack of apprehension
To express them
I don't know what it is
Why people are this way
Why can't it be just be imple enough
For people to feel comfortable to say what they mean?

I've been
Accused of being gay
Felt unmasculine
But for me there's no other way
To go about living
Without saying what I mean
Meaning what I feel
But it seems
People like me are far inbetween
The general population

However, I'll say this
I'm thankful for the time I live in
And for the people I know
For the places I've been
The things I've seen
Because I know this is what matters
And this is what makes me me
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't eliminate a word said to my face
Because I know for a fact
A cold, hard fact
That all these things
All these amazing, wonderous, beautiful
And terrifying, horrific, disgusting
Things are all just pieces of the equation
My equation

I feel like
such an idiot
The constant battle

Someone gives
An inch
I take
a mile

I long to be
Close to someone
At any cost

Constantly
Foolish
Unsure

Desperate

Love is a riddle
A Gideon's knot of emotion
Only untangled
By two sets of hands
And a pair of hearts

So lend me your hands
And protect my heart
Help me untangle and unlock
Our love
And as long as you wish
I'll be yours