I won't pretend.
Frusteration seems to seep,
From my dry eyes
Sleep is now lost,
In the abylss of tears
Another night spent wading,
Through the deepest memories
These dark walls stare back at me
With only empty glances
Small words often cut me,
Deeper then the eye will ever see
In order to taste satisfaction-
We must learn to push ourselves
But if our walls are easily shot down
It will always take time to rebuild
My confidence exists only,
When I have a reason to allow it too
Stuck in a dreamland forevermore
Life is just a book,
That I anxiously want to rewrite
I am easily agrivated by short answers
To complicated questions
Because so often I feel
Like my life is just a clear window
You can stare right through me
But if you never search deep
You'll never know why I am
Who I have chosen to be
Don't judge something you haven't tried.
So often we learn to judge
By what we see and what we hear
There is never a time
Where we aren't under the influence
Of something or someone
Because everything affects us
At least, to some extent
Why not learn to accept people
For who they have learned to become
Instead of hate because of other's view's?
Nothing is ever good for us if we have too much.
Nothing is ever good for us if we don't have enough.
Balance is the key to life. But moderation forms standards.
We only learn to cross our own line's,
When we allow self perception-
To alter our view's of ourselves.