Life is good right now no real complaints
But nothing is ever perfect and i find myself dealing with restraints
See my restraint is 1 not many poeple can understand
I am 2 people trapped in 1 man
1 side of me is the public face that everyone either loves or hates
But the other side is someone that right now im not even show how he relates
All my life i have been person 1 but in that time i never felt complete
I felt like there was a whole new me begging to breathe
This new me was a total change and even i didnt see him coming
Just sitting at work in the summer thinking, couldnt formulate a thought so i started writing
Once that pen took the place of my voice i felt a new found freedom
For the first time in my life i feel finished, well not finished but ready to keep movin
It feels like my life is an open book that everyone keeps trying to control
But im the author of me and the chapters only change when i say so
The next restraint is finding a medium because even though i didnt feel complete i still love the old me
A dark depressed mad at the world kinda poet is something I just can't be
Theres no ignoring my love for laughter and the simple things in life
So im gonna continue to be the public smile and the frowned pen when i write
Because in the end the best i can do is be me
Weather that be person 1, 2, or whos knows in the future maybe person 3
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