i'm losing by minutes. i can not and will not ever be whatever you say i am.

i have thoughts and feelings provoked by the ghosts of experiences past
haunting in our corners. dancing in the reflection of my face in your eyes.

by minutes...
i fall and slip and claw for a freedom i can't comprehend.


i won't win ya know. i'm fighting the only person who can take me, myself.
and all i have is my experience to go on.
i won't win