Am i flawed or i am evolved
Am i a side effect of mutation
Or i m going its upside
In a moment way ahead of time
In other i m old school romantic
Regretting over the past
Or afraid what future brings
Never living in present,
Distant from loved ones
Meantime afraid of losing
Being crowded, still alone
Having so many people near
Still longing for someone
Am i flawed or i m evolved

You must stop this.
but for why?
How can I change,
I feel no bliss.

Who are you to judge?
You not a clue,
Of me or what I truly am.
But maybe shall I budge?

Should I express?
Open my mind,
reveal my interworkings.
No I refuse, I will not depress.

What am I?

"Cast your body into the ocean,
   ask if there are Greeks down there?

Sail, as it were, upon the Seas...
   ...and find yourself; every where."

I try not be dumb
Stubborn and irritating but I'm the youngest

Looking through my black screen of my phone I can't push it back anymore so here's my story

My dad  is a liar, a coward and a **** I never wanted to believe in such things but once he stroked me with words like a bear tearing through flesh I realized

My mom is hopeless , kind, and love sick, she hurts and cries for a love she'll never by a man who will never love her

My sister is  a jester and she looks down with disdain on the world like a mad man would in awe

My friends are sings and minstrels I don't fit in and they travel going from place to place I can't keep up

My crush is my longing my hurt and my mirror I will never have not will I cherish him in such love for I am weak

So I'm looking through the black screen on my phone and see myself puffy eyes from crying, dulled  copper skin and in my opinion not a waste of oxygen. I know I'm selfish for being in a perfect school. I'm hurt but say nothing. I don't hate my life I just wish it would be better..

******* your blood, I desire
It hurts more than fire
The haunting sounds you hear prior
I am a horrible flyer

Observing your every move while I stalk
Notifications arise when I knock
Children of the night I mock
However, I don’t acquire a clock

Once I bite, no turning back
You don’t even know if I attack
Death is upon me with one smack
Depressing, because you would have been a delightful snack.

Whom am I?
And what have I become?

Am I what they say I am?
Am I destined for failure?

Whom am I?
And what have I become?

I have lost myself,
Within their words,
Within my actions.
Carried away with the pleasure and never expected to return.

Whom am I?
And what have I become?**

For I am lost;
Lost within myself,
An unidentifiable person I have become.
For the appeasement of others,
While drifting from whom I used to be.
My only question is..
Whom am I?
And what have I become?