You don't know me... As I am today. Only as I once was. You don't know what... It took me to get here The war in my head You don't know the... battles I've fought to get here. You don't know the... Strength it takes to face each day. You don't know when... it will be when You see me again. You don't know... My story Or I yours.

The face of a stranger Haunts me, It’s my brother Looking distant, Drunk with regret, melancholy, sorrow Though we couldn’t know, What was behind The constant blindness, I wonder now... Why were you running? Now, the face of a stranger, Haunts me, It’s you, It’s the same distant sorrow Painted on your face Trying to forget, Etched in the lines of your features, In the tiny, wrinkles next to your Light, blue eyes. I don’t know why, Strangers' faces haunt me - So much, lately. I wish I could see your face, Ask you, why? But, I can’t. And, I never can. Maybe that’s what haunts me, occupies my thoughts, When faces of strangers Haunt me, It is their likeness, And, their foreignness, That remind me, I can’t ask. And, I never can.

Somewhere in my darkest hour I found a light and it became my superpower probably always had it it was just too dark to see I want to share it with the world because from a new perspective me turns into we this world is full of surprises what if tomorrow never cameto leave your gift unopened isn't that a shame there are a few that really hear me but they know who they arethey talk in higher tongue and travel like a star I think the time has come there's so much motion in the airso hurry find your purpose because there's beauty everywhere have eyes to see the beauty and ears to hear the music sometimes you have to silence the mind, to find stillness is therapeutic. ;)