See This

See this, see everything I've thought for the past forever. See here, the decay happens quicker when its out in the air. See me, I'm looking straight into your eyes while you finish this. See the ending, its always coming its always coming but I'm not there. See the beginning, the last time we were the truth of identity. See the sleeping giants, they who decide what happens every step of the way. See potential, another excuse for people to tell us we didn't end up what we could be. See this, for this is the end of my tale regarding things that are and shouldn't even be. See this and see it now. As you see my back for the final time (Lot of frustration and anger in writing this, need the venting to move past it. I'm sure I'm not the only one who does something like this)