Same story. A new beginning...

This isn't my first but it definitely feels like so. I'm not sure what I'm doing really but I've never been sure about anything else in my life anyways so what the heck.

An introduction would be good so I guess I'll start with that.

"Who I am hates who I've been."
I still am and I still do. But hate does nothing but perpetuate all of the the universe' negative energy turning into nothing but darkness. Uncomfortable darkness that will keep pulling you deeper and deeper into the abyss of nothingness.
Hate is the energy that fuels everything that spells evil in this world. Nothing but horrible misery awaits one who lives his life wallowing in his own weakness' and sorrow.

Who am I?
I question myself everyday. And everyday I answer myself differently.
Indifferent to all of the worlds unwittingly stereotypical cliches.

 I am my own odd self.

I am something occupying space in time.

I am much more than what you see from the outside.
I am my family.
I am my mom who murmurs at 80 decibels at the least.
I am my dad, the observant one in the backgrounds.
I am my older sister, the family's Isaac.
I am my older brother, impatient yet he makes do with what he has.
I am my younger sister, ever the gullible one yet somehow she finds her way around.

I am my special brother, an angel to each heart he's touched.

I am my other younger sister, I like to grow up fast & now.
I am heartache, I can't help but fall in-love with the insanity of it all.
I am insane.
I am weird since everyone's trying to be like everyone else. Not me.
I am music.
I am a pen just waiting for a thought or two.
I am what I'll never be.
I am whatever you think I am 'till you actually spend some time & get to know me.
I am that stranger sitting quietly at the back of the room looking at everyone else wondering what's going through their heads.
I am my bestfriend who doesn't know me at all but knows the things I never knew about myself.
I am sorry since I tend to get all worked up at the smallest of things which I keep blaming on the hormones.
I am a part of a really awesome plan.
I am a hug when you think no one else is around.
I am everything they say that I'm not.
I am responsibility over due.
I am a bruise I keep poking to see if it still hurts.
I am like everyone else, slightly different yet in a way still the same.
I am a garden full of wishful white roses & wishful thinking.

I am book, takes some time to read.

I am strangely addicted to thinking too much nonsense that end up building the foundations of my so called philosophical views about pretty much just about everything & more.
I am a smile.
I am a riot.
I am a walking contradiction.
I am of vampiric & wareworlf-ish decent.
I am a crack on the wall.

 

I am a destination.

 

I am headstrong & stubborn when the moment calls.
I am the last note on that lullaby my nana used to sing when I was younger.
I am what happens when you least expect it.
I am your shadow.
I am that feeling when everything seems to be blue & gray.
I am a real scream
I am a temple.
I am a tree, tall and proud and strong.
I am four seasons of the year.
I am a cloud.

I am that kid that your mom warned you about.

I am a fire.
I am annoying.
I am restless.
I am that drum beating in the jungle.
I am the eye that sees everything & nothing all at once.
I am nonsense.
I am peace.
I am a picture.
I am these words arranged in such a manner to form words that you may understand the beautiful mess that I am.
I am full of sh*t yet so full of heart.
I am the truth.
I am a lie.
I feel fine.
I am out of my mind.
I am what happens when the world goes to sleep.
I am life and all its brouhaha.
I started out as a joke & now look what I've become.

I am change, simply inevitable.

And whoever I am & whoever I'll be, you'll find me smiling for all the world to see.