I'm a passionate pacifist who'd never pass a fist
Torture, I never asked for this
I'm fine but I need an asterisk
I feel like my life is on a script
Waiting for me to get a grip
Why I could never turn the page
Every time I started to read I got delayed
Every time I had to stay home I was afraid
Of being a part of some ****** up escapade
Pardon my language but to a kid that's anguish
To this day I've crept in silence
Always turning the other cheek to violence
But one day I finally snapped
8 or 9 years old on the attack
I know it must have been painful...
But I took a hockey stick to my mother's ankle
To provide some context I've had enough
No one believing me always thinks it's a bluff
But now she was forced to stay home and see
Even then she didn't believe

What's a child to do in a state of panic
A kid full of love but a heart like titanic
It's not like I went and planned it
But without my mother to believe in me, I felt like I didn't belong on this planet
In due time she saw the light
Every day I had to fight
For my sanity and what little light
I possessed it wasn't right
But to this day I always chose peace
Now you see the power in believing in me?
I've been a soldier and a writer
Yes a lover and a fighter
This weight lifted years later I feel so much lighter
I'm a pacifist there is no doubt
I'll fight anyone or anything but would rather just talk it out

Empath I feel the vibes
That can't be described
So grab my hand and feel my energy
Live vicariously through me
When you feel uncertain
Know inside we are all still hurting
From the feelings we think we can't let out
You're not a let down but please let down your hair
Stress will turn them Grey
Know it's okay not to be okay

We all have a purpose
Just needs to be found
A life long game of hide and seek
Some need to look harder than others
What is your purpose?
If it's too hard some will quit
All I can say is stick with it
What we enjoy the most could be our niche
Can we choose our worth and purpose?
Keep looking, but not with your eyes
We all have a purpose
It's only a matter of time

love is like the night
Hard to see but easy to get lost in
love is like a bad habit
Hard to quit and have to have it
Uplifting anyone's day, slight boost to the self esteem
A girl like that use to be my dream

True love, miracles, and atrocities
All can be experienced, all can be found and all can be seen
Unfortunately true