Sometimes I begin with nothing
I think for an hour maybe longer
Then once in awhile if it’s any good I tell you
It may be random
And I truly have no idea what I am doing
It’s just that when I actually start and finish it meant something
More than anything usually
Laughter is laughing at me in the face
Standing my ground when there isn’t even dirt below me
Easy way out is not an option
I was raised before I was born
Crafted to be similar to those I adored
I live my life like I was raised
If I had my true voice
The one and only voice you always told me I had
Then we wouldn’t be here
Not like this
Not now
Not ever
