Ashamed is the outcome, the source of the constant struggle between the ordinary and the extra.
I am the shame, the continuous blame among everything you find to be so difficult.
Only hide from the worst and only show your true colors when you feel that it is a must.
Tear down your walls and break your silence, I've given you the truth, and I've given you everything.
Blessed is he that walks among the living, for we are all marching towards our end.
In one way or another.
Take apart the things that hold you back and reform them, reshape them.
Give them the power to bring you to a stronger point.
I only held the light for you so you would understand, yet I am still in the dark.
Struggle, leave me. Loosen your grip and open my eyes to light.
I am alive, I hold my hands up and touch the sky.
Tear down my walls and break my silence, give me the truth, please give me everything.
The only words holding me here are the ones that slip between the others.
And I'm just lingering, floating here in my imperfections.
In the spaces between the words.