Courting agony sounds like melodrama doesn\'t it.
But after some introspection its the phrase to fit.
Im trapped in myself unable to express myself.
I try to no avail and eventually i place it on a shelf.
Lying to myself that all i need is the the perfect chance.
And around and around inside myself i dance.
I do not like myself this much i know.
But myself is who i most want to show.
Not my representative who stumbles over his words.
I don\'t want to be bound by my vocal cords.
I want someone to look at me and truly see me.
I want to bare my soul and be someone to see.
To have someone, anyone see value in my life
To put meaning to all the pain and strife.
But id be lying if I said I don\'t relish the pain a bit.
Better to languish inside myself and in my pain sit.
Than to create my masterpiece and find my art is lacking.
So lets continue failing on purpose than to fall short attacking.
But i find myself digressing one line at a time.
My rambling takes away from my art, and that\'s a crime.
So I\'ll end this sooner rather than drawing it out.
And hope that someone with hear my shout.
And out of the darkness someone will see.
Me.