am i me
or what made me
am i to be found
or brought front and center
am i inside
or what’s on display outside
am i real
or is all this just an illusion
am i living
or just slowly dying
am i evolving
or is this all there is
am i a god
or just delusional
who am i?
with unabashed intent
i go forward
towards my end game
smile more, bitch say they
who have no ambition
or who settle for a simple existence
it’s more than just survival
thriving in an unmoved world
takes focused energy and effort
getting what i want
presents a good look
showing it in my stride
living by my design
guarantees me joy
and confidence
who doesn’t want a life like that?
Focus
on the good
in others
fix the bad
in yourself
Educate
the ignorant
be inspired
by those
who give a damn
Heal
your pain
by any means necessary
what you’ve caused
needs attention too
Love
as much
as possible
immersing
away the pain
do you in this life
Same coin, different side. Who shows their true colors first?
screw what people think
allegiance to yourself first
value who you are
living day to day
influence all around us
the onus is ours
What began with a hellish entrance, should hopefully end with a tranquil release.
Early on, I didn’t know I aspired to be wise. Learning is one challenge that never ends. Lessons bombard us irrationally throughout the entirety of our reality.
I only hope my end game has seen just enough experiential, peaceful growth from comforting knowledge so my essence feels it is ready to go.
coloring outside the lines
from early on
disciplined often
she didn’t play well with others
rebellious and obnoxious
loud and proud
seeking attention
needing to be heard
she found the majority
were not her clan
so proud to be dissentient
always doing things her way
mostly on the outside
peering in
headstrong and defiant
a breed born of dysfunction
but she was strong and capable
a mover and shaker
mystifying the competition
finding her peace anyway
the tears spill
as my anger
rages out
a hidden despair
long held in
breaks through
a suffering
uttered in release
a necessity
the burden
of disguise
extinguished
