What am I doing?
What's going on right now?

My Emotions: You wouldn't know, you haven't been listening to us or even conscious of the grand scheme

You've been too busy,  
spoke my pain
You've been absent minded,
spoke my soul
You've been detached
spoke my spirit

You've been distant
spoke my heart

Blindsided by the truth I've constinuosly allowed to accumulate, I open up again

To myself

Only she has the tools to fix me
Only she has the capacity to piece me back together and love me deeper than I could fathom

I don't know why we look for that "special someone" to do it for us

I love your lips
They're just so kissable

Just kiss me already

What am I creating?
What reality am I choosing?

What has been so deeply rooted in me from my childhood foundation that inspire me to pursue ideologies that do not pertain to the deepest bounds of my spirit.

We follow these fantasies
But what reality do we hold onto
The logical fallacies we adopt
We cannot realize that

Fantasies are never really real
They are a fragment of the dream diluted in the lies and commodities of the world

Caught between what I want
  And what I need
    I am in the midst of
      It all
        I can decide
          In this moment
            My future

                                          What will it be?

I write from the deepest bounds of my inner turmoil

Pain
Joy
Heartache
Heartbreak
Happiness

The delicate dance  between conscious decisions and situational awareness
Life is a balance

It is often easy to be lead astray by
Words we have too much familiarity with
And actions we submit ourselves to

All because of how they make us feel

You already know what to do

Everything you need to know is already inside you

You have the tools to solve any problem life presents to you ingrained within yourself

Remember who you are

People never really turn out to be who you expected them to be

Control your impulses