LEFTOUTSIDE

My heart has grown alongside insecurity my entire life, expect one moment. My seventh birthday party, I hosted at my house and played pirates with my group of friends. All play, serious play, serious presence.

Even as I write these thoughts I hesitate to speak freely and allow my fingers to.. dance. Thoughts ‘you’ reading this stand in the corner of the dance floor, glaring me my fingers that stand gracefully on this plethora of characters. It’s difficult attempting to please everyone. Impossible for even the hero’s of stories for they displease the villain, don’t they?

Society isn’t so black and white anymore, in fact it’s been filled with disillusion that confuses the majority of over-thinkers. The distinction between good and evil has stood the test of time and has guided our societies. In conducting their laws, morals, and progression.

To the smallest circles that is our group of friends, our communities. A self sense of right and wrong appears. Drama becomes an everlasting well that we draw from during those times that fuel us in the most deprecating ways. We take sides, stances that we feel are right, that push our own secret agendas that we may or may not have the courage to acknowledge.

Good and evil, angels and devils, right from wrong in my eyes are all one and the same. For it is pure opinion when it comes to matters of the heart. My aches. Pulled from the left to the right, understanding of all the angles in a time and space. You are begging to enter a space of confusion when you try to understand others too hard. When understanding yourself is the only true way to your heart. The art of self-definition.