I will always end up being myself,

And you will be you.

as cliche as it sounds,

there's no better way to express the differences between us.

I tend to compulse in fiery actions

and you, a more earthy feel as if i was running my fingers through grass in a grazing field;

delicate, but careful not to slip and cut into the skin with every blade.

our styles both dangerous and yet so contrary to one-another.

I mean why are we doing this?

the disconnect between our words,

so close but just doesn't fit just right together.

our perfect juxtaposition.

I don't feel i have the right to judge right now,

the chemical imbalance somewhat sways too heavy sometimes;

 possibly blocking my vision in front of my house i've made for myself.

Simply wiping away at the windows proves to be no good.

I will continue to clean and repair my vision as years fly away just out of reach for me to reminisce.

The search for change is what i've been battling,

I think it's finally time to follow through.