Finish counting and open your eyes

I don't want to be held to the fire
Conformed to social ideals
Cast me into flame
Until I'm fully forged
I don't want to break
At first touch

"Know thyself", I tell myself
So you can know me too
These secrets, desires and dreams
Hopes and fears
All of them
I want to tell you

I don't want to be wishful
I want to be grateful
Seek a little further
I know you will find me
No longer hiding
I'm right here

Heroism & Disgrace

The right to be cynical
Is not earned unless
We can also appreciate
All that is good and
Understand the positive aspects
Of what we are criticizing
If not we then suffer
A deficit of perception

Find praise
Where you believe
It cannot or does not exist

Likewise
Heroism and disgrace
Are always a pair
Which cannot be separated

The Alamo 1836

If I could make an honest attempt
To join the battle
And commit to consequence
The lines are drawn
I've stayed behind to pretend
That I'm fighting to win
But I'm too afraid to lose
So I'll never join
And this war goes on
Without conclusion

If I could just walk away
A surrender of sorts
Knowing you'd not bother
Contacting me again
Maybe that's for the best
I'll miss you less and less
But for now I can't wait
To tell you all my secrets
And maybe you just don't care
For resolution