Introduction to me.
I am the inability to just keep quiet.
I am the unstructured mess that denotes self righteousness.
I may come off as uncannily confident in myself,
although I have never really been uplifted by my peers.
I am the moisture left on the paper,
once you lick your thumb and turn the page.
I am the tingling in you hand, the thoughts in your head,
yet you can never feel me.
I am the institution that holds on to nothing,
letting go of everything.
I am, I just am.
Exist to love, I love to live, I live for pain,
I hurt for you, you haunt my dreams, dreams of hope,
hope to prevail, prevail over you, your tyrant heart,
heart of coal.
I am me, and thats everything you are not.
End.