I like when people tell me who I am. Its amusing. Its 2 dimensional and dry and shows me that they dont have a god damn clue what I'm really about. It makes me question what the phrase "know someone" really entails. Do we ever really know someone? Or do we just sum them up into a little sentence ?
Dont shove me into a shadow. Dont forget that once upon a time, you were standing in my shoes. 5, 10 years ago when you were trying to touch the moon and all anyone could look at was your flaws, you were right here. I'm no different. I am not a sentence.
Some days, it may be hard for me to see that I'm special. Or that tomorrows going to be any better than today or yesterday. But deep down inside, underneath all these fucked up issues and insecurities, there's a god damn storm. And I dont know where its going to take me and who's going to be around to witness it but its going to be epic. It wont show up on doplar. You wont be able to hide and seek shelter. But I am formally letting you know
right now
its coming.
fuckers.
No matter how many times you tell me who I am, I will continue to be me. And that is undefinable. Untouchable. Dont fuck with me.
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