I am Sejeia: the common misadventure of a teen

Fire is uncontrollable. Like me.

Fire is life. Like the sea.

Fire will spread. and destroy us all.

Fire is creation, like spring ,summer, winter and fall.

Fire is changing, just like us.

Fire is pure, and a fuss.

Fire is good, all to a point.

Then fire is death, that will begin another joint.

So be careful what you wish, because it can come back and burn you just like fire. 

when the sky comes falling. do we run or do we hide?

Do we try to save ourselves or do we cry?

Do we wait to die or do we fight?

Would we be scared or would we be ready?

How could we prepare, or would it be random?

Do we rejoice to God or question why so he did so?

Do we scream in terror, or do we walk calmly when hes calling?

These thing we can only find out when the sky comes falling.

Why is it that the brain makes us remember that which we don’t want to?

Is it because God created it that way so we learn from our mistakes?

Or is it because we have a mechanism that mocks us?

whichever it is, i hate how it plays over , and over again untill we break.

Imagine the place where we can forcefully forget that which we wanted to.

if that were possible then i would never be unhappy.

or better yet imagine the place where we can convince people to forget those things that are unwanted to be known by us.

But then again, answering my own question, how would we learn from our mistakes,

how would we grow to become better people if we don’t prevent that which happened in the past the next time?

Now is the time where i understand the saying, memories are bittersweet, and even worst spicy-cold.

how to trust surpasses me, because i only believe in what I see.

All power to you if your that daring, and wonder to you if your that caring.

i know they tire of my mistakes, and my regrets spread as far as the great lakes.

But yet they still start to trust, I’m curious to if their heart ever rusts.

I put all my faith in him, because his majesty never dims.

hes helping me in my journey, teaching me subjects of which i need learning.

Overnight he forgave me, i know he will never betray me.

So hes teaching me slowly, to be like him forever holy.

his trust has showded me the light, so dare i change overnight?

i could only trust to try and see, if this will make too a better me.

I never look in the mirror, cuz im scared of what ill see                                             I know who i am but that what i wanna be                My head really hurt from all my cryin                                                    So i started blamein the world for always lien                                                       I never understood, why it was so unfair                                     How could it be so mean, but those things cant be shared                                                         It wasnt my time, and i couldnt do it.                                             But i trust in my rhymes, so i was forced chose to it                                                   Focus attention on me cuz i could clear the fog                                             I wanna be important like MLK,                                              and when i talk my words will be the light of day                                            But that wont happen, it just un real                                               because im still the ALIEN no matter what i feel