As I write these lines between the lines

Your judging eyes cannot define

What I am trying

My hardest to find

As I grew up on this side

Your puples percive

My strides long and far

My mind slices those strides

In fours

More

Or less

You

Are

Wrong

To think those thoughts

You think

So as we sit writing these lines between the lines

Working so hard to convey your message

Your message is clear

Some wrong doings in your past

some frustrations in your mirrors

My message

Cannot be defined by this single line

You look

You see

Not

This girl inside of me

I couldn't hope to explain

As I write these lines between the lines

You take my words to an unattended party

Maybe I should receed to help you

Perceive

Whats happening in this thing on top of me

One thing I know

We can agree the complexity

Of our minds designs

In time I hope to define

The space behind my mind

To rewind and find what lies

Beneath the line

To relenquish the thoughts

That can not design

To rewind my mind far behind my time

Inside I try to open wide

Confide, and ride the tide

That leads to my minds designs

my blackened ind, your blackened life

cannot complete this blackened world

So what we write these lines between the lines

Carry different shades of darkness

Thoughts can be darker than knowledge 

Don't leave the community of creativity to one place of shadows

Until you read the lines between the lines