MY WILL
I realize my reason for it all all my cries and all my laughs that soon turned to worries My LOVE a pain, a stress thats included in the package. The fear of failing on an immature decision. What I saw, what I inherited, is what I'm shaving off, to finally become... me. Playing "make believe" I escaped the reality of my infancy, maybe to much to understand. Parents distracted with catching up. Reciting argumental monologues, with anger that has history of a tortured mind. Yup... I'm fighting a battle thats not mine. Its simple to walk away. A life time of trial and error. For them... I will.