One Day, You'll Set Me Free
Through glossy eyes I view the world
In colors to beautiful to describe
But all you see when you look at me
Is a young man with starry eyes
It's not like I haven't faced a crucible
Nor am I too damaged to stand
Still you act like I'm too innocent
Yet you say I'm a broken man
But how am I the one at fault?
For being different than my peers
Not validated from sexual conquest
Rather, by conquering my fears
So I present to you, a mirrored face
To silence you of your blindess
An imitation of these surroundings
When all that I want is your kindess
For if you knew what I really was
You'd think I was an alien
I'm not controlled by my emotions
Even when not feigning them
To trust in you would be too much
I've known far too many lies
But loyalty is a part of me
No matter how hard I try
Within this mask of anonymity
Hides a burning heart
Glowing through cracked surface
Begging for my life to start
And I pray that she'll somehow see me
An angel I've yet to meet
And on that day that mask will break
Only then, will I be free
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EAnders
I paint, animate, write novels and short stories, compose and record music, brew beer, create various social projects all while preparing to study biochemistry at UCSD. It's always been hard to focus on one subject as literally everything fascinates me, yet writing is always at the center of my life. At the moment I'm looking to publish at least one of the dozen-or-so novels I've been working on, maybe even freelance as a journalist at some point in the future... ...and to be honest I never wrote poetry until now.
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