... ... ... Starting as a Little girl- I, saw The world, Differently, People around Me Coudn't see Couldn't hear All the same Things I could. When I knew Things, I had No way to explain How, why, when I Just did. I just felt Things. Got teased Most didn't like It, nor me. It could Get pretty lonely. But no one could convince me what I was feeling wasn't real. It was all to real to me. All too real to me. ... ... As I grew, I learned more, Saw others like Me, on the telly- Though it seemed More definitive for Them. I was always So scared. I worried I was loosing it, Going crazy. And growing up Religious, when People found out, They thought I was Evil. And Eventually, I did too. ... .... ... But no one could convince me what I was feeling wasn't real. It was all to real to me. All too real to me. I could see Inside my head, Better than the World, outside it. Some I created Writing stories, Some I pretended Playing with friends But in every game I played, scene I Dramacized, or story Written in hand-script Ever present, the magical Powers, artifacts, books. Extra special- heroes Assigned with the Quests and journeys To Save the kingdoms, Trying to win the love, Requiring terrible sacrafice, but given The chance, to be, Extra, extra, blessed If they stayed True To all that's right and Good...... .... .... .... No one ever could convince me, The things I saw and sensed were Not real. It was all too real to me. Way too real to me. ... ... ... Throughout my life, I thought if I just tried To live my life right- I could get by But the compulsion To help others Through feelings Which hurt them, Thoughts on the self Creating behavior Patterns, if those Are bruised, it Alll wreaks-Havoc!!! Chaos and Emotional Traumas Haunting I spent my teens Doing as I was told Keeping my occult Studies, private The more I learned The more I sensed Truth, was more About staying True to what you Your-own-self Believes Not what everyone Always tells you I'm not evil, I am Extra-sensitive, The emotions I Experience I feel With my entire being No one could ever Convince me It wasn't Communication From Spirit Sometimes Angels Ultra Bright-Loving Beings- Sometimes It was a quiet Knowing so Complete, Un-shakeable Other times Like seeing A movie, in HD color, only This HD means In my head. No one could ever Convince me What was happening Wasn't real.... It was all too real To me.... .... ...... No one could Convince me This was also Not Of God, For from such evil, I prayed He remove it, I begged for His Mercy! And to This very day, My blessings Keep increasing Skills, improving I remain mindfully living Reaching for inner Higher vibratory frequency And still, to help others With troubles, like I did, So they too, can heal, And find their own ZENFULNESS ..... ..... Oh ih oooo oh oh ooooo oh oh oooooo Oooooooooo
