So gouge out my eyes and call me blind, Paint my eyes black and call my words flat,
I am the captain of my life! I am the ocean and the tide, I am the boat beneath my feet, So come sail with me, Sail this sea.
So grind down my fingers and tell me to climb! I will fly so far away from your lies, No time.
Don’t tell me that life is black and white, Cause I’ve see the reds and blues so bright, Don’t tell me I have to stay here, ‘Cause there’s so much I fear, Come with me dear.
I am the master of my soul, I fly my colors whole, I am not afraid to see what’s next, The future is so complex, But your eyes are still my objects of desire.
-August 23rd 2013
I used to scream my poetry, edited this to not be so aggressive.