I've never liked role models.
I don't like people,
or those who tell me how to be,
or what to do.
Honestly, I'm me,
not you.
"Be a role model, you've got to!"
So I set myself as an example,
of what not to do.
Found myself becoming,
a goal that you shouldn't pursue.
Tattoos,
torn shoes,
and a couple loose screws.
I might not be much to aspire to,
but I don't regret it,
there's nothing I'd undo.

Step 1: Fall in love

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with dark brown eyes,
you searched,
for someone,
for god,
for light.
with deep brown eyes,
you saw me.
in me you found,
cold hallways,
broken tiles,
but never light.

with tired green eyes,
i searched,
for someone,
for warmth,
for you.
with vacant green eyes,
i found nothing.
all i ever wanted,
was nothing.
in you i found,
something.

with boring, sad eyes,
we pondered.
on death,
on love,
on us.

with wide, bright eyes-

we awoke from our own dreams,
in messy sheets far from heaven.
we wept, sea between beds,
feeling dead and forever unpleasant,
from too many words and antidepressants.

I see a dull rainbow,
in the bright black sky.
I see your dying face,
with my crying mind's eye.

i'm getting tired of it,
waking up once a day,
feeling dead and forever unpleasant.
i love too much,
i'm not much pride to swallow.
let your roots grow into me,
feel yourself waste away.
we wept, sea between beds,
always but a dream never to be seized,
nothing is forever.

The Earth was bright. As she spoke her eyes were vibrant,
And her words enthusiastic.
Her face was full of expression,
Her life was full of meaningless worries.

The moon shadowed the Earth. Her eyes became dark,
Her words became dull.
Her face is full of contempt,
Her life is full of complications.

The Earth is pitch black. Her eyes are closed,
Her words are silenced.
Her face is now full of amity,
Her life is now emptied of demur.

The Earth is slowly lighting up. Her eyes are opening,
Her words are whispers.
Her face is full of confusion,
Her life is full of memories.

The Earth is bright. Her eyes are opened,
Her words are proud.
Her face is full of comprehension,
Her life is full of contentment.