I want to be seen
I want someone to rip my soul apart and mold it with theirs
I want to lead a revolution, one that changes for the better
I want to be seen by naked and pure eyes
Those that haven't been contaminated by worldly prejudice

I want to be known for what my entire life has set me into
For what the universe has always led me to be
And for what I believe is the reason why
I am curled up in bed at 2 am in the morning
Hoping that someone can bare me open
Begging for the acceptance of  the chaos
That has lived and survived in my deepest oceans
And be fathomed by strangers who
Could look at me as I am