SPOKEN WORDS

My Own Self

Chaser for the life I want,

Hunter that's what they called

Responsible to find myself; but a

Inability to do it,

Stuck on my personal time zoned

Timid to confront those instances

Idiot to not surpass that anxiety

Afraid to lose myself in the forest

Nostalgia that's what I am

Model of those cowards

Inheritor of their culture

Classy is me in the contrary.

Heir of the broken tribes

Abundant of those tiny pieces

Used to the pain that caused of it

Loiter to move forward; because

Beset of hatred, disgust, and bitterness

Ardent hearts like want to kill; but

Unable, my heart to execute

Trying to think that is futile,

Indwell the contentment and happiness; and

Suitable for the life that I want; even if

Thirsty in love and affection

Associate to that realization

Dedicate to find who I am

Ease to have confidence; and

Living to survive what my life is

Obligate to find the place where I belong

Swallowing my pride

Retrieving my happiness

Eliminating my wrong assumptions

Yelling that insecurities; like

Ebullient person; and

Sucking the life that I live