forget what you knew,
forget what you see.

judgements pass too easily.
i wish for one to see me as me,
and juts not something im molded into.


its different here in this world of mine,
the colors are drab and, looks, not so good,

but the emotion is real the emotion is real.

its something that cant be faked or copied to go along with
the latest fad.

its something that comes from inside your heart,
its something only you can let out.