Not a soul can read me,
you may try or think you can.
I promise you'll never really know me.

I feel sick just thinking about
how much time I've wasted on you.

Not a soul knows how long I've felt this way,
only me.
I only have myself.

I need alone time, time to collect my thoughts.
Time to rethink my choices.
I need to find myself.

Find someone who makes you feel like the sun is something they made for you for extra credit in wood shop.
But don't find someone who needs extra credit.
There is going to be somebody that,
because of you,
will not understand what they're doing.
Or why they're doing it.
But they will do so.
Always.
I can promise you that someone will let you in.
Someone will show you that darkness can,
and will
swell.
But just like a sprained ankle,
it wont expand anywhere else.
Don't let your body enlarge into darkness.
Someone will tell you not to.
And someone will love you.
But you need to first understand that you are someone.
And that everybody who is someone needs someone.
Don't be afraid to be the one for yourself.

I look forward and see behind me.
What I see is right beside me.
That face, to me, belongs to someone else.
Different structure with a different force.
I look closer, to see beyond,
but all I see, is gone.
The endless depth of perception
is gained.
Correction.
What I see is not true.
Mind wanders to a different hue.
Peering back, and gazing closer,
I notice the imposter.
I myself am the disaster.
Causing my own storms,
in this reflection they form.
I think as I watch it unfold,
why had no one told
me.
It was me who was the stranger.
It was me who was in danger.
The person giving me grief
was a criminal, a thief.
He stole my identity,
so now I must be
me.

My soul calls to the crashing waves,
Let me drift in you like withered wood,
Let me sleep in the glistening blue,
To wake up lost on foreign land,
To be free with you again.

My heart sings to the wild wind,
Carry me away with the gusting sand,
Carry me further and further away,
Lay me in the desert sun to feel,
To be free with you again.

My mind cries to these stone walls,
Crash down and let me go,
Crash around, fall to the ground
Let me see the beauty beyond your chains,
Let me be free by myself once again.