Im everything im not. Im everything you see. Ive become someone i told myself, id probably never be. ive become conflicted inside, by who i was and who is me. You have me questioning everything i am. And everything i can be. I always held myself back. Never giving more then it took. Making things simply work, even when thats not how it looked. I always hid behind a mask, and played them for the fool. Always careful about what id say, always keeping my cool. I never gave more then i need to, and it always came at a price. I always waited for them to make the move, i never rolled the dice. I never took a chance, or let it all hang out. Everything i did was calculated, never showing any doubt. This is how it was, and how i wanted it to be. It kept me from getting hurt, it kept me from really seeing!! So i kept up this game, and never let them win. Never let them get the upper hand, and thats how its always been. Because i never wanted to have, my heart ripped in two. So i never let anyone know, what i really felt was true. I never told them how i felt, or anything inside. I never let them understand, and always told the lie. Because pain is worse then guilt, and its something i could bare. So i put up with it my whole life, and always played the game scared. And scared is how i feel, now that im with you. but Im someone completely different, you've made me into someone new. I dont want to play those games, and im done being scared. Im done hiding behind those masks, im done not showing i care. You've done this to me. Made me a better man. Brought everything i knew i could be, out in the open. You make me want to love, like there is no one else. YOu make me want to speak, when my voice has escaped itself. YOu make me want to sing, when my voice has no tune. You make the impossible possible, like snow in the month of june. You make my mornings full of hope, and give my nights reasons for dreams. YOu make my worries go away, and make my insecurities nothing it seems. THe new me is sick of being scared, and sick of the old me. and the new me wants to say those 3 little words, instead of 143. But i hold my tongue and bit my lip, always afraid, that ill let it slip. holding it back, waiting for the day, i can finally tell you what my heart has always wanted to say. like how ill always be there for you, and never make you cry. Ill be your everything, ill be you stars in the night sky. Ill be your remedy, when nothing else feels right. Ill rock you to sleep, when the sun turns to night. Ill show you love, when the world shows none, ill be your everything, when you feel like there is no one. I want to show you, the love you should be shown. I want to give you, the love you've never know. The kind that you dream about, and pray to god you find. The kind you see in movies, the kind of love thats blind. But i shut my mouth, and say even less. Afraid to move to fast, and making things a mess. So instead ill tell you ur amazing, and how i miss you so. Hoping to see you soon, and see your beautiful glow. And you'll say sweet dreams, and ill answer 'of you,' and know that when i close my eyes, what i said was true. And pray that in the morning, you get my 143. And maybe silently hope to myself, that you send one back to me!

I have this melody in mind that has played since my youngest days. Filling my heart and soul continuously, getting louder as it plays. Taking over my every dream and rocking me to sleep, unable to scream out in the night or even begin to weep. Waking to a new day with the same hope in mind, that my lifes strung out melody will somehow come unwind. And untill that sobering day comes ill playfully sing a different tune. Playing my melody with the worlds expectations untill they both become attune. Never humming my lifes true melody so as not to attract my muffled past. And hoping to god that this lifestye is one i will outlast. Or outlive, or out-will, or possible out-muster. For my struggling sanities sake, and before life loses all its luster. Becasue as my melody continues to play, everything becomes drowned out. Leaving behind a deaf man whos life was filled with hopeless regret and unwiltering doubt. But carry on i must do, for life demands nothing less. Regardless if your staggering smile continues to digress. Back to your haunting melody, and leaving you at second best. To the person you strived to be, who has now become an absolute mess. Holding back their emotion, from the world and those he loves. Seaching for the answers in the stars and endless skys above. Becasue the answers he seeks cant be found while walking on this earth. Buth rather in that unattainable heaven that has given his life worth. So play on my meldoy and sing me to sleep. I look forward to the silence as darkness plummets me ever so deep.

No one ever tells you how to avoid that painful fall, or how to pick yourself up once you’ve hit that daunting wall. No one ever tells you that regret stings like hell, and no one ever tells you to beware of where you fell.  No one ever tells you that sleep is hard to find, when regret is the only thing running through your ever-sleepless mind. No one ever tells you that your mistake will haunt you for good, or that you’ll see her face in places where both of you once stood. No one ever tells you how to make everything right, and no one ever tells you when it’s the right time to fight. No one ever tells you when sorry isn’t enough, and no one ever tells you that saying more is tough. No one can ever tell you when you’ll finally make peace, and no one ever tells you the right time to use some elbow grease. These lessons go unsaid not for simple neglect, but because of the uncertainty in life and when they take effect. They are lessons learn not through book nor are they taught at any school, but rather learned through scrapped knees and those times you’ll play the fool. And though you may kick yourself repeatedly and wish to start anew, the cliché you’re only human will simply have to make do. Because solace isn’t found in holding to your past, it’s found in in knowing your limitations and proving they wont last.

The room begins to spin as the night takes me away. And the pain of tomorrow becomes a forgotten yesterday. Slowly coming to as my blood begins to clots, its replaced by the numbness as I take another shot. One to the chest and one to the head, as the reminder of forgotten pain flows from where I bled. Reaching for a needle but only finding glass, the numbness becoming my pain with the hope it will not last. Perpetuated agony forces me to feel, the numbness of the liquor or the pain that will not heal. Afraid of feeling too much or feeling not enough, coming face to face with my demons or being perceived as tough. So I drown in my self-loathing as I empty my ****** cup, knowing the hole I’ve landed in goes down and never up. Hoping for the night to bring about another day, when my pain becomes my motivation to help me get away. But for now I fill my cup and hold tight to where I bleed, knowing a day will come eventually when I will finally be freed.

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aaabbbcccdddeeevery word, thought, feeling made simple by those and that which create it fffggghhhow am I suppose to find the bigger picture in this world of I SPY, CSI, and magnified screens, text, and images iiijjjkkklllet me suppose we do it without conscious regard for the bigger picture, but I cannot believe that when we scrutinize each other to the point of minimizing each other’s soul, purpose, and individuality mmmnnnooopppqqquite the notion when you examine the world around us and its ever outward expansion by mans technology, freethinking mind, and unquenchable reach rrrssstttuuuvvvery ironic as I focus on the letters that give me inspiration yet cling to the words that give voice to my every fleeting thought wwwxxxyyyzzzero chance that my message finds a bigger paper, forum, or world for the letters that make them up do not scream loud enough for the worlds magnifying glass to hear zzzyyyxxxwwwith ever black to white click of thought it becomes analyzed by the grammatically correct, socially adept, and economically sept vvvuuutttsssrrreveling itself in form, purpose, and motivation as my numbers climb with the amount of eyes that these words find qqqpppooonnnmmmy own ego lost in a numbers game and battle of the words, played against my own self doubt and an ever changing world lllkkkjjjiiilluminated by an audience whose thoughts are much like my own, who play under the same lights and are surrounded by the same dome hhhgggffforever screaming in black and white as the world spins in color, reveled in pictures but structured in letters and numbers eeedddcccbbbaaalone we must all feel as we stare at the big picture and the underlining letters, while our life moves beyond the sight of our glass
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And sometimes I just wish…knowing full well that the stars above hold nothing in store for my empty plea. But still I wish…not because I am ignorant to the inner workings of man or the forces that control the cosmos, but because my soul demands it. It demands that I look beyond the forces of logic and reason to acknowledge the wonder that is our world, universe, existence. That is the heartbeat, the flower blooming, the sunrise. That is our skyscrapers, our mountain ranges, our river streams. That is love, compassion, happiness. Rationalize this world however you like but when we becomes desensitized to the awe of everything that is around us, then we have lost our connection with each other, ourselves, life. We have lost our connection with love, that sunrise, and our own heartbeat. When we cannot even recognize the amazing power that is simply a wish…then my friends how are we able to harness the power that is within our very souls. And so I wish. I wish upon candles and that shooting star. I wish when the clock turns 11:11 and I wish when I throw that penny in a well. I do this to remind myself that I am connected not simple to others by blood, skin, and bone…but by an idea. One that resonates with both young and old. One that reminds us that we are not alone and that we stand with billions of other feet planted firmly to the same dirt. A wish…hope with wings. And may it travel beyond that which holds us down to the ear of our destiny.

There is a truth to your lies,
behind those walls i see your eyes,
your eyes are wide open,
as well as are mine.

I can tell what's on your mind,
for once in my life I'm not so blind,
but i choose to keep away,
forever scared of yesterday.

It holds me to truth,
and keeps me in check,
never again will i feel that regret,
regret that caused me so much pain,

but the pain has left,
and has been replaced,
with another soul eating emotion,
that can be seen on my face,

but no one can see it,
not even you,
im like a brick of ice,
i always play it cool,

But forever ill stay,
behind these four walls,
with all eye on me,
and me standing tall,

but you make me feel small,
like im 3 feet tall,
me you could never see,
always over looking me,

but we play our parts,
in our three ring circus lives,
battling with lions, tigers and bears,
oh my,

and we keep on our mask,
and we keep on the paint,
acting like clowns,
never revieling what we feel deep down,

and we smile and wait,
with short words,
and laughs that are fake,
and hoping the other will break,

because then the day,
when one of us does,
the other will be there,
to help us rise above,

and then...maybe then,
the walls will come down,
and i will be close enough,
to hear your heart pound,

but that will take time,
so here ill sit and wait,
hoping and pray,
and leaving it up to fate.

Its hard to find the right words to say. When your head is a mess, and you're always this way. When you're torn for the present, and ripped by the past. When your days are nights, and your nights never last as long as you hope, and as long as you need. When you feel like a failure, and can never succeed. Indeed you are stuck, and down on your luck. But don't be reluctant to try and find your way. Look to the future, look to a new day. Look towards the light, adn just start walking. Its time to stand up, and to quite all that sulking. Take one step at a time, and just keep going straight. Dont wait for the world to catch you in stride. Keep it in your mind, that you're one of a kind. So here it is, the big FINALY. The part where i give you wisdom, and act all happy. But the truth of the matter, is its going to be tough. Its going to be rough, and every step that you take, wont feel like enough. So **** it all up, and get ready to fight. Keep your goals in site, and use all of your might. Cuz the road is quite dangeous, and will kick you in the ***. You might even question yourself, are you up for the task? So take one, long deep breath. Take two if you need. **** out all your fears, and focus on success. And pray to god, your situation doesn't regress.

It is something new, like a breath of fresh air, i didnt know if it could last, but i dont really care. i wanted something new, and then you happened to me, you walked into my life, like it was simple ment to be. You entered my life and never looked back, youve changed my world, and you always make me laugh. What is this thing, we have between us two? You always make me smile, whenever i see you. I cant be away from you, for more then a single day. Otherwise id start missing you, and feel like im wasting away. You seem to be my sunshine, my light in the dark. i loved spending time with, like taking walks in the park. I love holding you in my arms, because you fit so well. i love kissing you each day, like you really couldnt tell! I love your crazy family, they are all so much fun. Except for yours pshyco dad, and when he pulls out that **** gun. What can i say, youve changed me in a way. I look at my life differently, and how i spend my days. I wake up every morning, wishing you were there. And close my eyes each night, knowing no one else compares. Id say my lifes is blessed, and i thank god for you each day. I may not be fond of religon, but im religious in my own ways. im happier then ive ever been, and i dont care what they all say. I didnt listen to them to begin with, be it as it may. So here i am, and here i stand, bearing my soul, holding my heart in my hands. Not caring about the future or looking at the past. Only focusing on us now, and knowing this thing will last. Im scared to even think it, but i think it just may be. Could it be possible, am i in L......O......V......E??

And until the day I find true love, I'll keep searching in the sky above. Longing for a shooting star, in hopes it's luck not be too far. For a simple wish is all I seek, on ****** knee so humble and meek. With hands clasped and heart open wide, the truth I hold released from inside. That love is what I yearn for each day, when night comes and sleep takes me away. For your gentle touch I dream of each night, and tender lips of angles flight. So soft and sweet none can compare, even your smile considered so rare. Oh how I wish love would make a passing glance, to send my heart pounding in dance. To the beat of wings as the angles take flight, your image a goddess dresses in gold and white. And as I watch you fly away, courage brings fourth few words to say. I love you with all of my heart, as your image from my mind it darts. Like a fleeing flock of angry birds, with the sweet taste still lingering of those soulful words. And as I wake with you in mind, dreams repaying as I press rewind. In the hopes to see you for one second more, my heart in pieces feeling so sore. For the few moments of bliss that we shared, was ripped from me without a second spared. Alone I feel once again, my only memories found with paper and pen. Words thrown into rhyme to make you see, how precious love really is to me. And as I fall asleep tonight, I hope she reads this with all my might. So when morning light is finally here, I pull her loving body forever near.

Oh love struck heart, how I’ve missed you. Your quickened pace and weightless feel. As my eyes meet her gaze your once firm stance is forced to kneel. You cause my hands to shake when her voice finds my ear. And the smile on her, releases all of my fears. But my once lonely friend, you have invested too much. This love cannot come true, though you yearn for her touch. Her caress and her kiss, you will never call yours. Not now and not again, regardless of moments behind closed doors. I know you hurt and this pain cuts deep. Knowing you cannot love her and take that faithful leap. But love like this comes and then it will go, one moment you’re high and next moment you’re low. And then one day your feelings will flee, from the once cavernous chest found deep within me. Filler with these emotions that now distort my sight, force my hand to write, and makes my chest feel tight. Making me clench my shirt to hold in the butterflies, and force a friendly smile filled with those harmless lies. Towards a person whose beauty knows no bounds, whose gentle personality makes my heart relentlessly pound. And someday I promise your pain will be no more. And your heart will again heal where it has now been tore. We will stich you up again and move on as we always do, and convince ourselves once again to search for a love so true.

Oh sweet love, why do you hide in the shadows of my own self-doubt? Why do you torment me with images of perfection and perseverance when the human conditions stands in contradiction of cinematic flawlessness? How do I look beyond your digital providence when your organic counterpart lacks your provocative nature?
I follow storyline after storyline of heartache and sorrow as my heart fills with every beating note of your symphony of wishful yearning and lust. Oh you are my downfall love. You are my pain. You are all I have to lose and gain when the walls of my own sanity come crumbling down around me.
Love, your bipolar benevolence holds me up and throws me down. I look to the rain for sympathy but find the same disconnect I have with love as it has with the ocean. Your fickle grasp on my nights force me into days of ungodly self-loathing and pity towards my own self-awareness.
How I wish the elixir of forgotten memories and combustion of nullified senses were enough to guide me towards a lifetime of simplicity. But their medicinal and destructive nature hold only a reminder of my own impatience and impotence towards love. Numbing waves of philosophical hypocrisy banging against my brain in the hopes their square pegs and round holes can someday work out a solution to this ever-unsolvable problem.
Why can I not find you love? Why can I not find your ever-elusive shades of grey in the happiness of the common placed world? Why can I not find solace in your warm embrace and southing whispers of reassurance throughout my trying days and nights? Why do I look to you for understanding when it is the very thing I lack when chasing you?
Love, sweet love, I am tired. My boyish ambitions and mature desires are at war with one another. They strip me of sleep and forge images of my dwindling past and uncertain present. Merging forgotten losses and that which I crave in the present, only to show me how much I lack in controlling of my passions. You, my sweet love, are going to be my destruction.
You, my sweet love, are going to be my demise and my rebirth. Hope has no fullness or lessness in this illogical conundrum that has my mind spinning. You have no control over your influence and yet, influence my decisions beyond the scope of my understanding.
Love, my treacherous friend, how can you be unaware of your unpredictable power and remain a foreseeable authority over me?

I've hit that wall, I've lost my stride. I cannot breath, ive lost my mind. My heart starts to hurt, and my pulse starts to race. My mind draws a blank, i turn red in the face. I close my eyes, but you're still there, not the image of you, but what we couldn't share. I hit the wall, and slam my fists, the pain keeps me focused, i can't feel my wrists. You've denied me my right, a right to normal life. You think you've done nothing, but you know not of my strife. My insatiable thirst, that cannot be quenched. You've caused me great pain, and you don't have the sense. The common sense to see what you've done, you're too caught up with life, but you know not of the knife. That sits in my back and digs deeper everyday, it causes me pain in so many different ways. You've done this to me, and i can never be fine. I can show you the scars, but you're too dumb to sympathize. So i sit here in pain, shaking from rage. Not wanting this poem to end, for fear of my home page. My home page is a reminder, of where I have failed. It's a reminder of my sickness, and the scars of the nails. The nails of your beliefs that were drilled into me, that haunt me to this day, and will not leave me be. For it was these beliefs that caused me great pain, that could not let me continue and have maid me insane. It is because of your docility that i could not advance, with me you never did take one single chance. You were always just there, never wanting anything more, always happy with me always opening that door. Until the day that i closed that door. You never took any risks, i couldn't take it anymore. i was sick of giving it all, and getting nothing in return. I was sick of always taking that step, and never getting a turn. But I was the one hurt in the end, stuck with my life broken, and unable to mend. Not because you left....No, thats not why at all. Broken because forever i will fall, into this never ending cycle of being the nice guy. Never acting out or letting my emotions fly. So thank you so much, for making me this way. But with this thank you, i have one more thing to say. ******* i say, with my emotions set free. Im done faking a smile, its time that you see. You should see all these scars, and this sickness that plagues me. It's the price that i pay, for being the guy. One helping of insanity, with mental problems on the side. So how about this, to make everything fair. When you get a white envelope, with a large bill in there. Take a look at it, it will most likely be from me, along with the money i owe from my insanity. So just take care of my therapy and we'll call this fair. And hopefully someday your face will be something i can bare.

And as the days go on we hold up our heads, for the person we loved and the life that they led. For the memories that were forged in the good times and the bad, for those moments of pure joy and for the few that were sad. And though we may weep for the life that once was, we celebrate their life with our tears and a pause. As we look to a person who brightened our gloomy days, and hope that their character is one we can portray. Not only in practice but in mind body and soul, as we put back the pieces that once made us whole. And though our lives goes on we will never forget, this incredible person whom we are forever in their debt. For showing us the world in a whole new light, for giving us the courage to do what is right. For inspiring us with passion to live out our dreams, and showing us reality isn’t always what it seams. They gave us so much and all we have to give, is their memory to honor in the lives that we live. By loving without fear and giving without end, by offering a hand even if not a friend. So with saddened hearts and tear filled eyes, we say in our prayers a lasting goodbye. And look to the sky and laugh at our fate, which will one day land us at the pearly white gate. To greet and embrace with those who are gone, with the ones we love that are never foregone.

We pick and we choose in a fit of immature hope,
Though the effects of our choices are beyond our very scope.
Driven by the soul and its insatiable need,
To fill itself full for that which we bleed.
For that which we fall and get up again,
For that which cry and put paper to pen.
All for the sake of our insatiable thirst,
That some see as a blessing and others a curse.
But the game must be play with all that we hold,
With our hearts and our honesty and we must be bold.
To look defeat in the eye and never say die,
As cliché as it is…it isn’t a lie.
So open your eyes cuz you have never been blind,
What you see in your heart is the same in your mind.
And wait not for fate to come stumbling by,
For you hold the key that opens their eyes.

Oh your face it does haunt me like all cliché lines do. Circling in my thought process as they find paper in reluctance but utter truth.  Destine as is the rain drop is fated to find the earth. And although its home is made for a short while, its energy is forever lost to the world around. Oh how I wish to be that rain drop. To carry weight and energy into everything I touch though my boundaries remain limitless. Unaware if I am to turn into a soaked sweater, a splash on a running shoe, a man’s’ blinding annoyance, or just another drop in the ocean. And though my clichés may never change the weather, I am praying that you and I might end up together. Hoping that my energy remains limitless and finds sought after boundary in your presence. Hoping to be a damp spot on your sweater is my comforting relief from the separation of the swirly storm I’m in and your forever distant shore. But I am a lowly drop and you sweater holds no warmth for me as our once connected past becomes nothing more than flooding memories now. Passing by as did the running shoe in puddled ground. Flung from disapproving eye and forever to remain amongst the waves of the unforgiving ocean. Prayer holds no weight here. Hope as important as the sand we all overlook and pass by without second glance. And though my present tides throw salt in past wounds, I look to the horizon in search of your coast. I look to the sky for my dove holding an olive branch and the sun to elevate me from my watery prison. With the belief that as I move closer to heaven, I move closer to you.

Stay positive they say, when all else is lost. Never look back, no matter the cost. Keep your head straight, and continue the fight. Never give in, and keep your goals in sight. Take one step at a time, and never say die. Always show love, and always ask why. Remember those before you, and beware of those to come. Never show fear, and always have fun. Wake with the early birds, and sleep with the sun. Keep your enemies close, and be ready to run. Love with all your soul, even when it hurts. Give everyone a smile, and don't be afraid to flirt. Study hard every night, and let loose when you can. Give help to the needy, and your fellow man. Stand for what you believe in, but compromise if need be. Show everyone your worth, even if they cannot see. Defy all the odds, and be someone's inspiration. See promise in everyone, and never loose your concentration! Life is full of lessons, some short and some long. But one lesson remains certain, life will always go on.

I will not settle, not for you and not for her. For my conscious remains forever unsure. Of the path my once beating heart wished to take. For eternal hope and true loves sake. I hope not that this world would someday end, before past burns and scars are able to mend. Oh cruel fate why has thou cursed me so. Forsaken me to wander aimlessly without my soul. For the fruits of this world that lay at my feet, not tempted by their beauty or their taste so sweet. Oh blind heart you turn so quickly in fear, not for love lost but for love now disappeared. Forsaken in the past by those whom you morn, far from your grasp their memory now scorned. In the fires of contempt for the paths that they walk, unable to follow with your feet firmly locked. To the path that thou has deemed so fit, for the pursuit of happiness and logical wit. And yet you continue to scream out in pain, as your soul beats forever alone and you eyes now vain. For a soul as beautiful as the skin that its in, turned away by any illogical sin. Perfection unattainable and yet you still reach, unable to let go like a blood ******* leach. And cling to these visions of perfection in white, shown through the perspective of those who control light. Bouncing fables of the world across motionless screens, made into life by an artistic dream. My reality is lost in the fables felt so real, unable to separate reality and the emotions I feel. And so I keep searching, for the one to bring me peace. The one to be my everything and allow my searching to cease. And until that day I will morn the time lost, I spent searching for love regardless of cost.

its you,
that makes my heart race,
that makes my face blush,
that makes my speech rushed,

its me,
that always makes things worse,
that feels like he's always cursed,
that feels his heart about to burst,

its they,
that say its not meant to be,
that cannot see us as we,
that doesn't understand me,

its we,
that know true love,
that can rise above it all,
that has fallen but will stand up tall,

it is forever,
that we will be,
side by side,
for eternity.

Let me be your everything,
the one that gives your heart wings,
the one that makes you want to dance and sing,
the one who makes you smile when your phone rings,

Let me be the one to show you beauty,
Let me be the one to show you love,
Let me give you the world,
and all the stars above,

I will be by your side,
when all you have is nothing,
and when nothing is everything you need,
let me be your everything,

Let me hold you when you cry,
and when life doesnt seem fair,
i will never let you lie alone,
i will be the one who is always there,

So let me be your everything,
every second of every day,
Let me be your entire world,
in every single way

Its as simple as a smile, or a passing glance. Its as simple as a goofy laugh, that makes you take that chance. Its as simple as a phone call, in the middle of the night. Even if you dont remember what you said, by the break of mornings light. Its as simple as a car ride, that seems to go no where. These simple little things tell you, that you've found someone rare. Someone who is perfect, in there own sort of way. Someone who can make you smile, no matter how bad your day. Someone who makes you nervous, every time they call, but someone you feel comfortable with, even when you fall. Its this person in your life, that gets you up each day. Its the same person that gives you butterflies, no matter what they say. Its this person that makes you leave flowers, when they are at work. The same person you write silly letter too, and hope you get at least a smirk. She's the one that makes you realize, how good life can really be. And you quietly hope to yourself, thats how she feels about me.

Oh sweet perfection, you will always be just out of reach. From my grasp, from my sight, and from my mind. And though this thought begins to settle in my mind, the simple knowing keeps me forever at the mercy of my dwindling hope. So maybe one more night of stringless commitments or drunken stupors may help to mask the relentless pain that stabs at my oversized heart. One that has been shapped by your ever lack of presence in my life. Molded by the hope that my once ignorant mind could actually hold you in hand and in spirit. But like my hope, my ignorance has vanished from my childish mind and i now see not only the error in my ways but the politics that i will forever battle in the hopes to find the next best thing to perfection.

Describe yourself in one simple line. Forget all the poetry, rhythm, or rhyme. Focus on what you feel, and not what they see. Forget everyones looking, forget even me. Don't worry about your image, your facade or that mask. Forget where you're going, where you've been and everything past. Describe yourself as if no one was there. Don't try to get around it or try to be fair. Say what you feel and not what you see. Focus on the hard truths, and not what they appear to be. Be honest with yourself, and say how you feel. Look deep in your soul, and find what is real. Because the day will come, when you'll have to face yourself. Be it before your family, or when no longer in good health. Are you happy with you, or what you appear to be? Or are you sad by your reflection, and what it is you see. Because you are the critic, there is no one harder. Time to face your demons, and stop running farther. Farther from the truth, farther from what's there. No one said this was easy, or going to be fair. So stop and take a moment, a moment for you. And look deep inside, it something you need to do. Reality is knocking, its finally here. So gather up your courage, and forget all your fear. One simple glance, thats all it will take. Because you will finally realize, you need a change for your own sake.