Finally; they say.
I blush, this isn't real.
This has to be fake, I'll wake up soon.
Because being with you is irregular, Not regular.
I swear my secret shyness will be the death of us,
But; if you'll take me, I'll take you.
With my heart, and my soul.

A deepening sigh,
Which heats the atmosphere.
It's condensation, floating.
As steam, it is humoured.
Why would such a form linger? Why?
I hope my humanity lingers in your mind.
I want to stay with you, Always.

I keep myself to myself.
Though i may seem hyper, crazy.
Theres alot you don't know about me, so regret.
The words you say to me, they peirce, my heart is bleeding.
Sometimes, death seems easier than usual.. But i know im selfish.
I have enough monsters in my life.
Don't be one of them..

My smile; Fake..
Something, taking over is controling.
I can't control the sensations which circulate around.
I want to be me, so desperatly.. But my humanity is over taking.
Crying myself to sleep, I feel an impact.. This thing is ripping my sanity.
I need your help, your support, your comforting hug.
But you can't see my suffering.

Influanced; by you.
You're a large, inpiration, to me.
And my heart goes crazy even if i'm stood right next to you.
I think; how lucky am i? What does this guy see in me? Where will this take me.
Curiousity killed the cat; and tried to hit two birds with one stone.
But my friend; failure awaited your atempt of sucess, but this is life.
This is life.

Loving; only one.
On these lonely, obsessed nights.
I wish you would've taken me with you, i'm loyal to you.
Only if you abandoned me, would i turn away, and try to move on.
But the death of us would leave me in a corner, with a teary face, rocking.
Forward and backward, i'm too startled to move.. Life doesn't feel the same.
This is the time i'd think of suicide.

Hate; everything.
The wise; they say, not to trust anyone.
But thats where my humanity has failed my strong will.
Leaving me the moderator of my life, a strange form the admin.
I don't know why some actions happen, it's just instant.. It's strange.
Don't call my form redicule, this is me.. A confused soul.
Just searching for the light.

Lies; which penetrate.
Whats real? Whats right about me?
People don't understand, i'm smart.. But the admin says otherwise.
Confusing my files which are structered from A-Z in my brain.
It's corrupting my life, making unwanted words come out.
But only certain words are reality, that slip out.
I'm in love, finally.

Music; within me.
This is only where im myself..
My voice echoing sounds of happiness, and sadness.
I want you to feel my impact, as tears fill me eyes.
The admin doesn't control this form of me.
and this poem was constructed in that state.
The power of music, my life.

The conlusion.
This isn't the end of my life..
Only the end of this poem, understand?
I hope you feel my will, my wants, my pain, my fear.
As i play soulful tunes on my guitar,
My soul is overwhelmed by the beautiful tune.
My life.. Was over before it began.