running on a curve

Posted: May 14th, 2008 | Filed under: life | Comments Off

I am not carved in stone. I am a liquid statue being poured from on form to the next. My heart beat is a rhythm of ebb and flow. I am frustrated by a world of cheap cement and expensive suits.

I am not who I am.

I have yet to be. Believing in myself is the only weapon I have against all of the nothing that surrounds me.

I thought it would be easier than this.

I thought that, when someone is born to do something, it rolls out for them when they find it. Nothing is rolling out for me. I am good at things, but things are not good at me.