One day, I want to be a hero! One day, I want to be a villain! One day, I want to be someone! One day, I want to be…
When I was little I wanted to be something or even someone. I believed or believe in myths & fantasies growing up. Now, my imaginations are with histories in mysteries.
Certainly, I wanted to be someone. Someone that will protect, with dominion over himself speaking with his wise soul, & be free with wings.
I think a phoenix blinded my eyes with my anger. I’m gifted with wisdom but I have to control my tongue. Before, my butt gets stung.
I never thought I can be depressed as 18 year old. And having pain in my brain 24/7.
Pumping my veins everyday.
Family says that you shouldn’t have pain this young.
First of all, I’m not young!
Maybe, I will give you a great hung.
For all my weights. Among your state.
I always wanted to lift the winds. By different parts of the world. I will give them a head start.
But I might just whirl the underworld.
Shot! Even, the golden gates.
I always wanted people, family and friends. To believe in me. Or not forsaken me.
They have done that. Likewise, do they have a key.
I want to be FREE!
I want to FLY!
I want to HEAL!
I want to RISE!
I want to FIGHT!
Today, I’m so worried & wanting.
My brothers and sisters out here running from handguns.
And some people acting like they’re water guns…
One day, I want to be a hero. One day, I want to be a villain. I mind of just be both. And just be me.
-Denzell J. Thornton D.J.T. 6.29.16