TRANSPARENCY XXX.

“these rolling stones won’t stop” 

Where the war goes, I’ll follow you into that fire

The type of feelings I endure on my own time, capsules of grief, hidden under destructive motives you can’t find

Maybe it’s time for a new release

The stories I’ve heard when it comes to people living off satire

What have you heard about me?

More than enough.

How can you possibly be so sure?

Enough is never enough while I hold the studies of virtue and trust

The a testament to my beliefs, even though my teacher’s heart isn’t so pure

The common form of humanity

The distant titles and affirmations, please tell me what they mean

They continue to facilitate my words so it sounds like I’m playing for the other team…I mean…I don’t mind, you see

Only you could ever know how I try to throw out these red flags and challenge myself to the utmost extreme

Pushing past my boundaries so that when I’m gone, my family can seek out their visual memories of me

I know I’m young, but thinking about potential gifts and pleasures that I could offer to my seeds

To discuss turmoil and faults, while still learning more about the next generation, their talents, and how they proceed

Those days I will cherish while the sky will show me different colors upon thee

These are my hopes and dreams but I know when it comes full circle, it’ll always have to start with my heart and mind, which make up the only version of me