I am not fat nor skinny
I dont think I am better than you
My work says it all
I am no one lover nor anyones fighter
I dont think I am brighter than you Even though I think I am a cool person to be around
I know the world is round but, sometimes I cant be found on earth
My garth doesnt represent how much of a man I am but, I know short ppl can pack a punch
I am the quietest out of all the bunch but, can soon open up when I feel is ok
I am always wishing that some of my wounds would heal from my past so I can move on with life
Knowing that I do exist for a reason
I am willing to take a risk to find out what I'm here for.
Just because I may not talk, I always listen
With words I give to you I hope it makes smile and glisten
I thought all of the gear I had with me
Would block the fear that runs through my mind
The struggles, the troubles, and even the rumbles that go forth
I may not mumble a word for not knowing if its even worth it
With all this being said I can be bit too much handle
Because candle that is shape like my heart melts from the continous burns that runs down the string there's nothing left but, leftover wax.
I use whats left of it, warm it, shape it, and mold it into something new
With the new piece I have i can now add it to the space that was empty for a long time
Hoping that no one would see the missing parts that help me to relieve the pain I occur
What I am I trying to say?
As I lay here I want you to know that am not perfect, I've made mistakes, and have I am trying to do a retake of the failed scenes within my life
I hope that some could understand where I am coming from.
Everyday is not the same
I cant place the blame on anyone
but, knowing all of this I am here to reclaim everything I am striving for because all this makes up
ME.

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