Me: As Two Dimensions

Why so complicated? Why so detailed? Why so, different? As these questions continued to storm throughout my brain searching for an answer, I’ve come to realize that I am the answer. There might be others who look through life the same way as I, but will hesitate to die for my life, so I cry.

            The world is big and round, and I am smart and shy. Yet where will I find someone as pleasing to the eye. As my education continues as I go about the day. Never will I get a chance to stop, and say Hey! There is not enough time to chat and the world doesn’t care about that. However, when I’m falling down to whom can I turn around. My face is uncovered yet bitter. For when I think of all the flaws within her. I stand out, however isolated from being brought up different than these. The understanding is clear. I need not much but one peer. Who sees my true personality from my smart mentality. There’s no one else to shame, and I am not to blame. This shyness leads a path of mystery to my heartfelt pain. Colors will forever look plain. Until the kings rein, and it is at that moment when things will start to change. That day will be too late, and another reason of why I hate. That only I can lead myself, because I have yet to find someone else. They can’t be far away. I feel it deep inside. The chains rattling, to be released they cry. Was this a mistake? I bet it couldn’t be, that all along what I needed was inside of me.

            We might look the same, yet were quite different. I’m kind, funny, and goofy, and yes, you’re not tripping. When they play music, I start to dance. Then the next morning I gained some more friends. It’s not hard when you know who you are, but the task at hand you must quickly understand. I can be laidback like a sloth on a branch, but when it’s time to work my brain gets like an avalanche. While I might be chill, they think that I’m the smartest. And yes like Lil Wayne they know I’m lion hearted. I’m mindful of others up to where they think they control me. Then I skip to the next chapter to where all you see is eyes rolling. Attention is always searching for its next victim. That’s why I want to keep to myself, because I can’t when I’m with them. I know how to have fun, but when is it time to stop. Will I ever get to that point, or just help others climb to the top. I put others before me and that’s not right. Is there even a way to step out of the light.

            When I press f5 it refreshes and revise. Explaining my life from only through my eyes. At that point I see where only I need to be and pushes all the others to the side of me. I was raised right so I have good behavior. I never need to be reminded that I can be greater. I’m shy and I’m nice and I’m funny and I’m kind and I can’t be happier that it’s all mine. All the parts of me come together like a symphony. Where I am the conductor and the audience in the front seats. I am proud that I’m unique and I can stand on my own two feet not letting no one control me because I was born free. Into this world choices were made and so I come here to say that the best part of me will continue to show every day.