I feel forgotten
Like I’ve been set by the wayside
I feel lost
Like a soul in purgatory
Would it be better for me to go to heaven, to bask and sing with angels, for the few good deeds that I’ve done?
Or should I be content with hell, aligned with devils, due to the nature of mine own heart
I don’t know, which is why I’m stuck in this blank space
And that’s how I feel
Fill me in
But with what?
I’ve been waiting for you to tell me what I am, to finish the other part of me
Now, I realize that only I can make me whole
Will I be devil or angel?
Will I be good or evil?
Will i be the me I think I should be or the me I think you want?
Or the me I think you should want?
Or the me I think should be wanted?
And in asking these eternal questions, I lose my eternal soul, trying to be someone I do not know.
Trying to be anyone but me
Trying to be yours
But maybe you don’t deserve me
What a revolutionary thought…