When I see you
I want to be seen too…
I may not be what I think I am to deserve you
Promise me all the same
To say I am a burden
To think I am a burden
To say I am the wind
To think I am the wind
To be a being of the dark
To dream of fusing with the light
Is it too late to dream?
Is it too late to form
Is it too late to mold a masterpiece of me
Is it too late to fix what is not broken
Is it too late to be called by the name of my name
Is it too late to long for a new end
is it too late to be?
is it too late?
is it?
it is.
it is so.
it is too late to hold the new of old
it is too late to not fix what cannot be fixed.
close not the heart to the world
close not the ears to the world
close not the mouth to the world
let them fill your veins with poison
let them fill your head with information
let them.
let them be filled with your own perspective
they hold not but your physicality
they can only judge you in your exterior
so Close yourself
close the mind but not the knowledge
close not the mouth that spills truth
Close the eyes of the beholder
For he is not the one judging.