Who are You?

My eyes are a storm: 

blue, green, brown, grey, hazel

All I see.

I'm the happiest person in the world: 

Laugh, dance, love, smile, create 

All I do. 

I know what it means to live: 

Wind, steam, earth, water, fire 

All I feel. 

I am complete: 

Heart, soul, hands intertwined 

All I can. 

I bring happiness and I don't feel pain: 

Tears, sobbing, desperate pleas for help 

All I've left behind. 

I can start a new future: 

Me, you, and everyone in the entire world

All I aim to do. 

Who Am I? 

I'm not God, not a hero, nor a savior 

I'm all of you, all of your 

Perspectives, 

Goals,

Feelings, 

Strength, 

Love,

and

Will.

I am everything that you could be, 

If you would only stop lingering on:

How the world sees you 

The goals other people make for you

Your feelings that other people destroy 

Your heart that feels weak 

The love you give that is stolen away 

And your will to kill yourself.

Don't change who you are, 

Change what or who 

Pressures you to be what you are not. 

Be who you want, 

and not how others want you to be.

Just live.

Author's Note

//AGGRESSIVELY THROWS OPTIMISM AT YOU
This must be really cliché to read and I might delete it. I didn't mean to throw optimism at you. I'm gently handing it over to you on a silver platter with maybe a little bit of fish sticks, because fish sticks are good. Ignore my grammar.
(Also not my photo.)