Photo cred, Cydni W.
I try, I try so hard to let you in, to let you take a step in the shoes I live in. I try, I try to open my eyes, so you can see them, see the way the feel, the way they sigh, the way they fall when I breath in.
I try, I try real hard to keep my lungs moving. I keep breathing. I keep sitting in this body, intending to appreciate the way my heart keeps beating.
I've tried, real fricken hard to keep being human.
I intend to live, and intend to succeed, but being human...being human knocks me down.
I've tried learning to smile each day, believing one day maybe it would be real.
And I've tried treading water while I everlastingly drown.
I intend to keep moving forward, I intend on uncovering my arms, without giving blood to spill, and I, the human, intend on not looking down.
I will forever try, wether you see, the intentions I have, behind my peace.
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Thoughts Of Me, Sorry.
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