Before you stands a man…
Who’s not quite a man yet
But who nonetheless tries
To pretend that he doesn’t fall apart
While trying to keep a relationship
From tearing apart at its seams.
But not from any normal means.
He has to defend it from the onslaught
Of the future.
Of the unknown.
But he is willing to give up his life
To make sure that the girl of his dreams
Comes out of this unharmed.
Because he holds himself responsible
For everything that happens to his friends.Who is so self destructive
That he almost doesn’t care
About what happens to himself.
But he is still a man who tries.
Tries to live up to impossible expectations,
Tries to believe in himself,
And tries to help everyone.
But he…
I mean I.
I have to stop living my life in the third person.
I have to accept my flaws,
My quirks.
I have to roll with the punches
And take what I can get.
I have to stop poisoning myself like it’s nothing.
Because it’s not nothing.
My friends care about me.
And I know
That they don’t like watching me do this to myself.