SELFISH WAYS GOES TO THE INDEFINITE LIMIT.

IMMORALITY TURNS INTO MORE THAN A WORD , BUT ALSO A DEFINITION.

I CANT SAY THAT “I FOUND MYSELF”.

MYSELF HAS FOUND ME, WHO DISCOVERED I.

SCHIZOPHRENIC MIND GAMES MAKES ME SUCH A MENACE.

MIRROR REFLECTIONS SHOWS THE ORGANS KEEPING ME ALIVE, WHILE THEY’RE BUSY BEGGING ME TO KEEP THEM AROUND.

I OWN UP TO MY MISTAKES, BUT IGNORE MY ADDICTIONS.

I HATE LIARS, BUT ALLOW THEM IN.

THE DURATION OF MY LIFE HAS ENDED WHEN I BORROWED THE DEVIL’S SOUL.

AN IMPERFECT CHILD, WITH THOUGHTS SO CLUELESS.

THE ONLY ENCOURAGEMENT WAS BOOKS.

BOOKS THAT OVER LOOKED MY ABILITY TO DILATE WORDS INTO MY OWN.

THE WORDS I WRITE TODAY LEAVES MY HEART OPEN MINDED…

WHILE SPEAKING OF MY HEART, LETS MENTION THAT IT IS NOT BROKEN LIKE MY MIND ASSUMES

BUT ITS CONJUGATED WITH MY BLOOD.

MAKING ME STRONGER.

MAKING ME ONE.

I ONCE LOVED THE FEELING I RECIEVED FROM OTHERS

BEFORE THEY BEGAN LISTING THE IMPERFECTIONS THAT MAKE ME WHO I AM.

WE CANT CHANGE THE WAY WE ARE.

THOUGH THE WAY I AM HAS CHANGED MY PERCEPTION OF THE WAY I WAS.

THINGS I TRY TO HIDE FROM THE PERSON WITHIN,

HAS BEEN DISCOVERED IN MY DREAMS

FLAUNTINGLY DISPLAYED IN FANTASIES

AND DESTROYED IN NIGHTMARES.

EVERYONE KNOWS THEIR LIMITS.

I KNOW MINE HAS NOT YET EXSISTED.

EVERYONE HAS BROKEN RULES

THE RULES I SUPPOSEDLY IGNORED WAS NOT INTENDED FOR ME TO FOLLOW, BUT TO REVISE.

GAINING MY LIFE BACK IS A JOURNEY I AM WILLING TO TAKE, AND A CHALLENGE I WONT LOSE.

MY OVERCOMINGS THAT ARE WRITTEN DOWN ON THIS PAPER,

AND PRINTED WITH MY PENCIL

IS NOTHING MORE THAN SELF INTERPRETATION

NOTHING LESS THAN MY OPINIONATED THOUGHTS, THAT ARE SPECIAL…

LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT, MY WORDS ARE MY OWN

<3 BELLA