Where Do I Fit In
WHERE DO I FIT IN
AM I INVISIBLE, OR MY PRESENCE UNKNOWN,
DO I EVEN EXIST, OR FOREVER ON MY OWN.
I DO EXIST, I AM STANDING HERE,
YELLING INSIDE, CAN YOU EVEN HEAR.
CAN YOU SEE AT ALL WHO I AM INSIDE,
WHAT IGNITES MY PASSION, WHAT MAKES ME CRY.
LET ME TELL YOU WHO I AM,
I AM THE RIVER, AND YOU ARE THE DAM.
LOVER OF THE NIGHT, I LOVE THE DARK,
MUSIC, AND POETRY, AND MAGICAL ART.
STANDING IN THE RAIN, MY EMOTIONS RAW,
SEEPING THROUGH MY SKIN, WATCHING IT FALL.
AS I STAND ON THE OUTSIDE, ON THE EDGE OF THE LIGHT,
I AM PULLED TO THE DARK, EMBRACED BY THE NIGHT.
AMID BRIGHT LIGHTS, AND CHAOS, ANXIETY SEEPS IN,
CRAVING BOOKS, AND COFFEE, WHERE THE LIGHTS ARE DIM.
YOU DO NOT REALLY KNOW ME, THE PARTS I HIDE,
THE FEELING OF A DISTANT PLACE AND TIME.
YET, STILL I STAND, STILL I AM HERE,
WAITING FOR YOU TO ACKNOLEDGE MY TEARS.
AND STILL, DISMISSED, TIL I NO LONGER CARE,
I JUST GOT WEARY, OF STANDING THERE.
ONE DAY, YOU MAY REALIZE, THERE WAS WORTH IN ME,
THE NEED FOR ACCEPTANCE, YOU COULD NEVER SEE.
SO, YES I MAY FALL, BUT I WILL NOT STAY DOWN,
I WILL SILENTLY EVOLVE, WITHOUT A SOUND.
I WILL ARISE, AND UNLEASH THE DAM,
I REFUSE TO APOLOGIZE, FOR WHO I AM.
WHERE DO I FIT IN, WOULD YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW,
WHERE MYSTICAL FANTASY, AND MAGIC FLOWS.
SO, ACCEPT ME OR NOT, I WILL LIVE, I AM TOUGH,
I ACCEPT MYSELF....AND THAT’S ENOUGH.
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