Worlds Apart

I was that whisper
in the back of your mind
that prompted you to smile.
Nobody remembers.
I was that writer
that caught your eye,
just right.
Nobody really saw.
I was that footstep
right behind you
to hold you up.
Somebody saw.
I know they had to.
I was born into night
with a dream for a light
brighter than I could
ever make real.
But I try and I feel
and run and I stumble.
I'm lost and I'm weary,
and broken.
But humble.
Everything that I have
somehow sometime gets taken.
But I dream it back every night
till the time I awaken.
I smile when I'm sleeping
cause it's better than whats real.
It's the worlds I can
walk so tall.
And that helps me
to heal.

I Can Barely See

Blueprints were alway black and white.
They lied in name just like I've lied.
I mapped my road along the stars.
But I've forgotten they're not just ours.
The view is known by all the world,
not just by the eyes of some silly young girl.
The world all faded and my eyes turned down.
Now I'm downcast and downtrodden
and falling down.
I wish I was a king and could change my whole view.
But I'm just a child. And I am not you.
One voice leads along and the other says go.
I wish I could jump but that's foolish, I know.
I'm tired. It's tiring just wandering alone.
The house freezes over. It's no longer a home.
I didn't make it. They designed it in rage.
Write me back a new story and please, turn the page.
Get me lost in a new light away from this place.
Hear the fear in my voice, but don't look at my face.
All my courage is scattered and comes back rarely.
But there's light somewhere near. I can see it
just barely.
So if I run to you will you hold me real tight?
Cause I think that's what I need now
to get back to alright.

Powerless

I wish you would fight for me.
That you would stand up,
fists ready,
and fight the world.
That you'd keep in mind
my mind, and my dreams.
But you don't...
Can you...please?
I play the part of the elder
in the eyes of a child.
I never wanted to be the leader.
But I long to be led...far away.
I'm chasing dreams and smiles
and song in my heart
that I've lost.
So will you fight for me?
Please?
I'm cold in this endless
undying night time
and I need rescued.

I Am (True to Who I Am)

I am the reason and the thought
into one being of myself.
Born from struggle and brought into struggle
with a stronger sense of hope
than I knew.
I am a shadow to the weary
and a hand to push them up.
Unnoticed, likably, but still
with the utmost concern of their being.
I am a artist of my words
and I weave each one like a thread.
Built and dyed and threaded by my heart
into the rainbow that is
my writing.
I am a future and a purpose.
One day I'll stand somewhere
before someone, for something.
One day I'll be the change I wished
to see when I was little.
I am me.
And I am proud and full of hope,
with a light in my eyes to block
all the darkness.
I close my ears to the hatred
and am true to who
I am.