This is me

I’m sorry there’s days I’m confused.

I’m sorry I have random attitudes.

But me I’m a mixture…

My body is fused.

With all different tools.

That tells everybody the truth.

I’m not the great guy everyone knows.

I’m not here to put on a show.

There’s one reason for my heart beating.

And I think you know.

You’re a gorgeous young woman, you have a glow.

But there are some days I do not know.

An I…

Don’t know.

I wish to go far away.

Find a new world to stay.

But there might be no way…

Unless you come with me.

I hope everyday my heart may not be empty.

But I know you can’t always be with me.

An there’s no way to explain my feelings.

Except the fact, I think I’m bleeding

It seems I’ve died too many times, yet I have the same faith.

I come back to finish the day.

Knowing you will not stay.

But hoping I win first place.

I wish you felt the same.

So, I could stop the pain.

And be happy for at least a day.

I am confused.

A little hesitant, but ready to try.

I’m tired of doing nothing, and I do not want to cry.

“Chase your dream.”

“Set a goal and go after it.”

I am trying my best.

It seems when I try, I automatically go for a rest.

I have no idea why, but its time to get it in check.

I have hobbies, but I lack dedication.

I say my hearts into it, but I lack motivation.

The more you speak it lowers my patience.

So leave me alone, and let me be basic.