right way to be

Pages of my beloved notes are swollen from being hidden

Thoughts that define me are pushed aside with the fear of not fitting in

There's always somebody trying to tell me who I've been

The blueprint doesn't make sense so who's the one that set it?

Finding self assurance from other's opinions whispering ''promise me?''

The way I'm broken is romaticized by this kingdom of hypocrisy

My love gets judged by the faces of frauds I might never see

The mind takes it and serves it proudly with the fanciest plate

And the heart breaks into pieces trying to take what It can get

Sometimes rage and usually it is just jealousy

But ''just'' leaves it's place to thoughts that haunt me

''Is there a right way to be?''

Alive,well,something they can envy

None of it is going to be real,in my reality

Clicking on a digital reality thousand times to make sure

That I'm a compliment to a few pair of eyes

A master's symphony waiting in disguise

And in an opposite point of view

Is there anything to criticize?

A word to describe what I am and who I'm not?

I guess It's time to shut down the booth for outside review

It's finally time to open my arms to thoughts that are brand new

The pedestal I used to put flawed silhouettes on

Is a branch now,with protrusive parts without the need of a crown

I choose the glamorous gowns without thinking which eyes It's going to caught

And I wear it with a smile hinting that I'm satisfied

But I'm not a pattern to follow

In this scattered world's hollow

I'm a soul playing with lucid water of the shallows

Waiting for it's time to go

But for now I will stick to saying ''hello?''

Everytime there's a new chapter waiting to unfold

I'm vulnerable,I'm not sure but stable

I hope I'll stay that way forever