People are Different

People are raw. 

People are messy and complex. 

It's so easy to look at someone and assume you've got it all figured out. But stepping out of that comfort zone, moving forward, looking in on people. Through their hearts and their lives, every quirk and disaster that built them, that takes strength. A strength so many people are scared to reach out for. Different is good. Messy is beautiful. We are who we are, and that is no little feat. Existing together, acceptance, that's the point of it all...

Too Often I escape to MYSELF

I make a home out of my own body.

I feel safe within my own skin.

Sometimes I travel far away from my body 

Its quite a journey to come back.

On some days lights will mislead us on roads 

we are not supposed to roam. 

Darling, just sometimes, here and there, 

let the darkness carry us home.

And once I've made it back,

I feel the whole world is my home.

Being MYSELF in my DREAMS

Somewhere, in the middle of the night,

As I sleep with the windows open

Letting those breezes caress my face

Healing my soul,

I fly without wings.

I love the ONE & she loves me back,

There's no one to cut my wings

Or shoot me down by their words,

Neither is there anyone to stop us

From loving each other.

At least,

I'm being MYSELF in my DREAMS!