Taking Me Down

Behind those complex words there is no depth. I wasn’t made to be understood; I was made to confuse, to lie and manipulate the air around me. Green eyes with no heart or am I drowning on my own? Unable to see anything but the ocean or, Am I sky limitless and free? Brown eyes grounded in illness waiting to get better without taking the time to see. Stood together but, I’d rather be apart free from any harm with my weak fists on strong arms. I promised to experience and feel and to overload my senses with pain. My heart is a magnet for the broken and my mind is waves of mistakes coming and going from my consciousness… My being is built on perfectly balanced rocks swaying with the wind, I’m the uneasiness of the leaning tower of Pisa dancing through currents no one else feels and relying on forced few believe in. Your confusion is simply my connection to my love for myself rather than your ideas of me. I’m not lying! I’m saying the truth you won’t hear and using forces I know you still fear because good is bad for the bad. Manipulation through being happy. Manipulation through being an individual. I am a Goddex and a child. I go so quickly from the air to the ocean and I can’t deny the beauty I discover while I’m meant to be drowning.