mirror
there is me,
but i am also there.
this is incomprhensible.
why do i see me twice?
the one i see now, has a face of anguish
a face of distruction, malice and hate.
red is his color.
i see what he does, i see how he reacts
to those poor souls he calls friends
not listening
not paying any attention
yet when the time is for him
they choose to listen to his every word.
i dont understand.
yet this is only the outside,
the inside tells a story of a young man,
a young man who lost all he loved
who turned to anger as the outcome.
he thought that the world had turned its back on him
so he turned his in stride
living in homes that werent his own
envying those children who had parents.
Anger was his name, angry will he be.
the other face i see
is one of saddness and longing
we'll color him blue, but a dark one.
he turns not to emotion, or to religion
but to that of his own right mind
he makes choices that tell him are good
his mind makes up his entire being
a soul? he doesnt even know.
yet in all he does he longs.....
he turns to learning and books
he turns the great mind for all answers.
i see what he does, i see where he goes
looking for a certain answer, yet not knowing.
he chooses not to have friends for they go away anyway
he stays away from most people, you wouldn't know it
but if he were to show you his arms,
and lift up his sleeves you would see the scars.
many in number, deep in cut.
he knows not why his parents love him
he knows not why they care about him
he chooses to confront everything with logic
not knowing that logic is what he hasnt had all along
he lives his life with his mind, forever he will stay there
trapped in a world surrounded by the logic he studied.
we will color him blue, but a dark blue.
im standing here looking in
i see these two people
these two are me, just more extreme.
to one side, emotion roller coaster
to the other, the logic approach and searching
for what we all know truly exists
i see myself in ballance, and i know
ill be ok
i know that its alright to have extremes
i know ill wake up and have a goal.
and as i brush my teeth i go to where i need to be
but i am also there.
this is incomprhensible.
why do i see me twice?
the one i see now, has a face of anguish
a face of distruction, malice and hate.
red is his color.
i see what he does, i see how he reacts
to those poor souls he calls friends
not listening
not paying any attention
yet when the time is for him
they choose to listen to his every word.
i dont understand.
yet this is only the outside,
the inside tells a story of a young man,
a young man who lost all he loved
who turned to anger as the outcome.
he thought that the world had turned its back on him
so he turned his in stride
living in homes that werent his own
envying those children who had parents.
Anger was his name, angry will he be.
the other face i see
is one of saddness and longing
we'll color him blue, but a dark one.
he turns not to emotion, or to religion
but to that of his own right mind
he makes choices that tell him are good
his mind makes up his entire being
a soul? he doesnt even know.
yet in all he does he longs.....
he turns to learning and books
he turns the great mind for all answers.
i see what he does, i see where he goes
looking for a certain answer, yet not knowing.
he chooses not to have friends for they go away anyway
he stays away from most people, you wouldn't know it
but if he were to show you his arms,
and lift up his sleeves you would see the scars.
many in number, deep in cut.
he knows not why his parents love him
he knows not why they care about him
he chooses to confront everything with logic
not knowing that logic is what he hasnt had all along
he lives his life with his mind, forever he will stay there
trapped in a world surrounded by the logic he studied.
we will color him blue, but a dark blue.
im standing here looking in
i see these two people
these two are me, just more extreme.
to one side, emotion roller coaster
to the other, the logic approach and searching
for what we all know truly exists
i see myself in ballance, and i know
ill be ok
i know that its alright to have extremes
i know ill wake up and have a goal.
and as i brush my teeth i go to where i need to be