Identity

I close my eyes as I begin to breathe, taking in everything around me. I take a step and falter in my wake, wondering about each move I make. I shake it off and begin to walk, seeing how the world can be so small. I wonder where I will go from here; where I’ll end is my constant fear. I breathe in the cool night air, and locking and keeping my thoughts so fair. I murmur my woes as they break the sky, dreams falling, though flying so high. I contradict sometimes in my finest, speaking out loud, holding my defiance. I am voicing a voice, a voice with a choice, where none can fall in this world so small. I close, I take, I shake, I wonder, I breathe, I murmur, I contradict, I am. I fight for myself and those I love, where I can stand for those who are always shoved. I falter sometimes when I am asleep, battling myself inside my blissful dreams. I move around those who try to block my way, but I always turn back in heartbroken faith. I dream within a dream, where nothing seems right. A war with a battle, a conflict with a fight. I see things that I should never know, though that is human life - a world with a show. I make my ambitions out of everything I am, even if my heart is one of the damned. I walk with an ever-growing stride, where I am me and everything feels right. I am voicing a voice, a voice with a choice, where none can fall in this world so small. I fight, I falter, I move, I dream, I see, I make, I walk, I am.