No longer wanna be another cliché,
Tired of arguing,
Tired of comparing,
Tired of attempting the achievement
Of another cliché’,
No longer wanna be another cliché,
No longer interested in the perfect life;
The American dream,
Funny what reality does to one,
No longer want that impossible perfection,
No longer want that fake life,
Funny what reality does to me,
No longer want to be another silly cliché

i started writing...

lil things here & there
to escape reality,
to escape outside sorrows

&
my own cell of inconsistent compassion
i started writing
lil things here & there
to escape him,
to escape the truth,

adventure outwards,
until a day, one of joy and freedom,

becomes visible, close to my grasp.
i started writing lil things here & there
to get away from my reality,
to forget my worries,
to quiet my urges,
to stop hurting myself,
to escape outside sorrows,
&
my own cell of inconsistent adoration and confusion,
to shed what lil light possible to my unknown demons,
to let the select few in on the hidden pain,
to show those who continued to hurt me without looking back
that they cant quiet my voice no matter what,
i started writing lil things here & there
to show that no matter what that i wont stop
to get away from it all.