Who I Am

At this very moment, At this very second
The things I dwell on are the things I regret
Sometimes I tell myself things will change
Somebody will eventually remember my name
But the more I try to make a difference
The more things seem to stay the same

I tire of people saying I'm negative embracing whats dark
Can I help it if this inspires me , igniting a spark
It gives me that push to go on through the day
And allows me the precious time to get away
To denounce this world and all it's possesions
Recover from the real and count my blessings

Sometimes I wonder why it has to be this way
If your not part of the majority your considered strange
But fake individuals I just dont understand
Because in the end...Iam who Iam.