pick a notepad a pencil and let my mind go and let it describe me.not a poem just thoughts |
I just cant find my right state of mind.to go left or right i cant decide i coould run take down the world and let you see. Im much stronger than what i used to be.i wish that for a second i could stop.stand aimless in time and stare as i rot but my soul wont let me my soul says FIGHT!! but of course my body wont obey my mind acts like a game i cant beat my heart is a dreamer out of place.my weapons are only my strenght and my brain.nothing that i could ever use to harm you..even if i wanted to. my body has made itself useless and oficially declared dead.no longer existing. All the damage it took for so long im impressed it didnt gave up sooner. If im no longer human what am i. And how can i still see and hear your words? I can still dream and for the first time i can follow those dreams. i can run and fight and ive forgotten to give up im tired of hiding who i am.im tired of forgetting who ive been! I know im not my past and my future aint here yet . But i see my life for what it is.its the time ive been given to show this world my colors my strenght and dissapear my weaknesses. Arrive and conquer.if im not human what am i. Im the bastard thats gonna change your life. |