It is the exclusion of the exception
that fires your mind; suggestions deep
enough to gain your attention but vague
enough to prompt your objection burn
deeply into apathy’s lethargy

Art is creation while change is alchemy;
can working on yourself  be so transformative
that your mind becomes your art? It is your
actions that they will see and what you
inspire in others will become your muse

Irony; it was in the air that I could not see and
the thoughts I could only feel but not show
that brought the purpose of my existence into
view and yet I still asked why

It seems I make my mistakes only when
my personality is involved; but what I feel
is always right for me because my heart
does not concern itself with being memorable
or justified

There needs to be more because she needs
more than what I need; I could walk alone for
days and still love her but that’s not what
she bargained for when she decided to give
me a chance

Until I know the difference between a sandstorm
in the desert and a hurricane in the ocean the
vastness between perception and truth will always
be a trek that only a desperate human being would
ever consider; I wonder if that is what I have become