Men2b

Sometimes i just sit back and wonder what was meant to be learned from that event that occured everything happens for a reason right i left behind just another tragic lesson in life an organic rush adrenaline flight high above the traumatised situation of life...it's ironic, considerate rarity patron of love, higher knowledge engulfs me 'cause, the blast of fate a lesson, to my eyes concerned and overwhelmed theirs were of fear yet i'm feelin' so empty inside and yet it burns so akward this..time.....tears a waterfall of acid cries from his, eyes, i need to recognize, it's meant to be...he's alive and his cries just begin arisin' suprisin' as well...this little boy proud of helpin' those in need but he's not me but just maybe he could be, i can see it now because, i'm a hero in his eyes temporarily blind this immature kid a spirit as well an angel, hiding by helping and wanting to understand..me...it's somethin' w/ my pride, lies, i cannot hide my true side, and maybe in distress i can still come out laughing
that's the way i am...am i hard to recognize? what do i need to realize? why can't i see w/ my own eyes? what do i need to see?