They tell you to go out and have fun
But...
When you do and you get into trouble it's the end of the world
They tell you to go make friends
But...
They don't approve of your new friends
They tell you to find love
But...
When you do all the sudden your too young

Can I ever please them?

Can’t shut my eyes
Can’t miss a sound
Even if it’s lies
I want to hear it—I found

I catch titles, labels
Can’t stand that
My head is wired with cables
But I feel like an acrobat

Balancing between
Either being unheard
Or unseen
"Politics" is just a word

But it makes me grasp for air
Whenever I hear it voiced
Perceive it as if I am not there
Yearning to belong and be rejoiced

Nevertheless, I pay attention
To all the names and surnames
I feel a tension
My brain’s on fire, I can’t calm the flames

dreams have great power
they've cured my distress and pain .
they have guided me

When I hear that my friends put lines on their wrists
And draw their struggles in blood
I get mad
The same lines cover my body
My skin is marked by my past
And cannot be erased
Am I jealous?
Or am I angry to watch someone else take the same path I did?

Are you aware of
the infinite mirror of awareness?

You can always become more aware.
Just think of your relationship
to the present.
Think about your self-esteem.
Then process it.
Then think about what you think
About your inner reflection.

Judge yourself a little,
But don't create a victim.
Detach yourself from your self;
Look down.
Listen as if you aren't yourself.

Know who you are,
And accept what you're given.