All this time I’ve been sitting here not writing. I’ve been trying to figure out when did I become so uninvited?
Withdrawing is easy, but sticking it out is the challenge.
What can I say, but I’m human.
The rules of these streets have never caused me confused.
I walk my own path by setting the tone- it almost seems so long since I’ve been home.
Damn life is brutal, but damn I want to be heard.
I never liked to listen and today won’t be any different.
If you keep reading, promise you’ll help me find what’s missing?