She’s not who she says she is. She’s better.

He was someone, from sometime, from somewhere.

Those details weren’t important. They weren’t to anyone, anyway. He was invisible, never seen in life, never mattered in life.

He was invisible. And, strangely, he was okay with it.

He never liked war. War was a barbaric thing, something only true barbarians did.

So it was surprise to many when he brought the head of the leader home.

Everyone understood why he did what he did. No one blamed him.

Except for himself.

And he was found, hanging from his neck, because of something he had to do.

I awaken I know I’m not fully awake So I awaken again

‘Sit down. Sit.’

‘Alright.’

‘Listen. I’m gonna tell you a little story. This is the story of 3 little pigs. One day, 3 little pigs moved out of their mother’s house to build their own houses. 1 pig built his house out of hay, the other built her house out of wood, and the last one built their house out of brick. A few days later, a wolf came. He went to the first pig’s house and was able to blow it down. The first pig escaped to the second pig’s house, but the second pig’s house was blosn down as well. The third pig’s house, however, was sturdy, so his house wasn’t blown down.’

‘Oh. So what you’re saying is that me chosing to move out of my parents’s house is a mistake, and I shouldn’t do it?’

‘What? No! That’s not the- you know what, I don’t care anymore. Why not.’

‘How can you say that?’

Taylor’s eyes shined with a type of fury that Henry never saw before. ‘How can you say that?’

‘I’m only saying the truth-‘

‘The truth? THE TRUTH?’ Taylor cackled, a type of cackle that was desperate and yet haunting. ‘I have helped you, I have outright lied to my boss for you at the risk of my job, and you have the audacity to say that I’m doing this out of selfishness?’

‘I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-‘

‘No, that’s alright.’ Taylor turned away from him. ‘I’m done. Solve your own damn mess this time.’

I rediscover The world, the joy it brings I rediscover The shops, the lovely food I rediscover How wonderful life can be

I make mistakes Again and again I don’t mean to, I know But I do it anyway But I try to redeem myself And I take responsibility And that’s the most important thing about mistakes, right?

I search for my past For every clue of it I ask all for it No stone left unturned no promise left intact.

I go back to my roots Every month of a year I explore my culture, my family, and everything in between.

I think about my upbringing My family, my friends I think about everything And how i came to be