Everyone's got there chains to break; Holdin' you
Were you born to resist?
Or be abuse.
And here we are. My Junior year of high school. And, no, I don't care about being anupper classmen.ooohNo, no. I could care less about that. I'm talking about the fact that I am[this close]to entering the so called real world.
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world.
Just a lie you have to rise above.
For those of you that have had even one serious conversation with in me in the last year; you are now probably on the brink of not being able to stand the sight of me. Cause I, without doubt, have ran your ears into the ground with my, ever so annoying, doubts, fears and insecurities and for that I am sorry. And since I have realized I am about three conversations away from being positively friendless, I have come to an amazing conclusion. AND HERE IT IS;
*drum roll*
I am done with my comfort zone. Done, gone, finito, it is soooo over. As far as I am concerned; it doesn't even exist. I am SICK of these suffocating brick walls constantly bearing down around me without cease. I wan 'em gone. Annihilated, disintegrated, destructed, destroyed, decimated, demolished, and utterly, utterly out of my life for an eternity and no less! Oh, they're gone.
When they finally come, what will you do to them?
Will you decimate them like you did to me?
Will you leave them stunned and stuttering?
When they finally come, how will you handle them?
Will you devastate them, deliberately?
Cause I'm gonna guess they won't be prepared…
For the thousand fahrenheit hot metal lights behind your eyes.
INVINCIBLE!!
So here is what I need from you, if you would be so kind. Never let me be insecure around you. I don't care who you are or how well I know you; all you have to do is. When you see me shrinking in fear or if I (Heaven forbid) try to talk to you about it, slap in the face! I don't care how hard you wanna do it, just do it cause I deserve.
Heaven Forbid, you end up alone and don't know why…
Out of this one.
Don't know how to get you,
Out of this one.
Don't know how to get you…
And when I go to ask to you, "WHAT THE HELL MAN?" just look me in the eyes and say in whatever tone. INVINCIBLE. I'll get the picture. My vow to myself and to you since I really, really can't do this alone.
I'm beggin' you, I'm beggin' you, I'm beggin' you to be my escape.
It's to never miss a chance to improv, test and better my skills, or just…I don't know, go crazy and be myself? And I really, really need your help to end this cycle of never ending misery. And I'm absolutely ready to do anything like this for any of you. I think it's a pretty good way of reaching your goals. After all, how many times are you willing to get slap in the face in your day? That's right.
Bam, Bam, Bam. Bam you're on, bam you've said it, bam you're off. That's farce, that's theatre…that's life.
I'm walking in the new light, filling up with new life.
TAKIN' BACK WHAT'S RIGHTFULLY MINE.
Now our Kingdom must advance.
For my God has got dominion on me.
But really, thank you in advance for anyone who participants in this. You don't know how much it'll mean to me once the world truly becomes my stage. And for the people whom I've bugged, bored and burdened with this for the past year; you have my permission to jump for joy. Enjoy that.
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