You are not your identities,
Or what people tell you to be.
What you think you should be
Or how some may perceieve
You are everything in between
You are all your possibilities
The energy that keeps going.
Heart spilled out in ink
Eyes that gleam.
Eyes that bleed.
Words that make others see
& The words you never speak.
The love you bring
You are not just your story.
You exist between the seen
and the unseen..
You are not defined.
You cant be.
You are otherworldly.
And One day,
When i let someone inside,
I won’t be so torn if they leave.
For i know,
I will always have me, myself and I.
And they will know me better than any other guy.
Learn the lessons,
And get to steppin.
Life isnt found in over thinking, wishing and daydreaming.
Its found in living.
Kc
Dec 6, 2025
Dec 6, 2025 at 6:34 PM UTC
You are not your identities,
Or what people tell you to be.
What you think you should be
Or how some may perceieve
You are everything in between
You are all your possibilities
The energy that keeps going.
Heart spilled out in ink
Eyes that gleam.
Eyes that bleed.
Words that make others see
& The words you never speak.
The love you bring
You are not just your story.
You exist between the seen
and the unseen..
You are not defined.
You cant be.
You are otherworldly.
And One day,
When i let someone inside,
I won’t be so torn if they leave.
For i know,
I will always have me, myself and I.
And they will know me better than any other guy.
Learn the lessons,
And get to steppin.
Life isnt found in over thinking, wishing and daydreaming.
Its found in living.
Kc
"The more we define, the less we find."
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