Living in contradictions
A slow death
I have killed myself

Trying to uphold expectations
My every breath
In full judgment of myself

Hiding my innermost thoughts
Moving around in stealth
Limiting myself

One step forward, Two steps backwards
Changing on every opinion
To suit everyone’s’ purpose
Killing my mind and self


Where am I ?!?
Lost in their definition of me
Now in search of direction
Surrounded by endless distance
Between who I am
And who I ought to be

Now I wait
For the turnabout of a new wind
To ******* unto the right path
Opening into vast opulence
Saving me from myself
And the endless death I died
Being someone I’m not


Or maybe I’ll cease time
And rewind?