I sit on my chair in the coffee shop. Play music that defines the day's flow of aura in my heart and soul. Eyes wander through the people I see walking past me. And here I go again, the free writer and keen observer of life's unseen beauty, awakening reality, sweet and bitter surprises and sarcasm. And I say, "Nobody is perfect. But I am nobody... so I am perfect." I am me. Come see what I see... Awakening I am breaking the chains of convention Painting the colors of revolt No more vows to his prescription Going back is a fault I am opening to all that is possible Decisions I can make No iron fist but a heart of rebel Will mold their mistake I am erasing the margins of society Fly high and I can see I shall cross any of his boundaries Because I am free. - etonism 
Rebirth. Tomorrow, I will embrace the name Jason again. I have been known as Jason since I was born, went to preschool until I graduate from college, been with friends, went different places, been into relationships --- I... more
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