Oh, an epiphany

[deecllns]

I realized how self-conscious i trully am, all the while saying "oh i dont care what they think", i often find myself holding back from saying what i'm thinking for fear of the continuation of the ridicule. I'm afraid to sing, because i might sound bad, i'm afraid to act, for fear that i'll look stupid, and i'm afraid to speak in public, for fear that i'll simply sound like an idiot. And i hardly am comfortable saying what i think, because i'll sound weird. So what if people think i'm weird. I'd rather them know that i'm weird rather than assume that i'm boring. Nothing is worse than a boring person. Variety is the spice of life, eh?

My Life right now- in the form of a poem (catchy title huh?)-yea it doesn't flow right, but i know what i mean.

The days, they continue,
the problems press heavy
upon my struggling mind.
i stumble on my search
for my evaporating time
to finishing this journey
to begin my life anew.
my muddled mind, searching for the light.
If i could grasp something true
to pull myself out of this mess
But responsibilities constrict me
i struggle and i fight,
but i cannot escape
tighter until my last gasp of breath
oh, won't you come save me?
cut me free
resusitate me
from the stresses of reality
pulsating through my being.
if i could emplode
into a million shards of lights
piercing through the black abyss
i would melt away these petty quandries
and be free
A twinkling light unbound by the ties of the earth
gliding away in the velvet of the night sky.