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.