I am a
Selfish kind of angry
I do not exist for
(I never did.)
I exist for myself and for myself only.
I have found the fierce freedom in the bravery to explore
You are there.
Static, standing still as the world spins on without you.
I wouldn’t have expected anything more.
You’ve always thought you were better:
Your mind clearer,
Your thoughts purer,
Your existence worthier.
The truth is you’re just good at pretending.
That’ll only last so long, you know.
You don’t know anything about my truth
Don’t have any truth at all.
I will not apologize
For knowing the value of time
And that it is mine.
you said that
you didn’t know how
because you were born into a world
where everybody just wanted to kill each other.
and i said that
so was everybody else
they just didn’t know it for a while.
AND I’M NOT GOING ANYWHERE
I think that in life there is no standing still. If we stop moving, isn’t it the same as going backwards?
My body is
Taking me someplace
i belong to myself