patience to be
what i’ve already seen me to be
is existing in a memory
used for a dream
not everything is what it seems
when I’m living within mystery
yet I understand its symmetry
I’m not confused
but i gotta scream
I need to let it breathe
inspired to release
every part of me
before this black and white
is just another part of history
let me color in the lines
and make it a reality
so you can see what i see
how i see it
how i bleed it, to be
is with a beat
of my heart
and a melody
for you to hear me
in case these words
are hard for you to read.
-b.pG 04.09.12 12.49pM




