"I am..."

What's at the end of that sentence for you?
For me it's still a multitude of possibilities...including the chance that it could remain incomplete.

I don't believe in labels or anything concrete and unchangeable, as far as my future goes.

When you're young, people tell you that you can be anything you want when you grow up...but when you grow older you hear that a lot less and you start to hear about what kind of jobs everyone else thinks you'll be good at.

But if it's not what you think, what's the point, right?

Lately, I've been trying to get rid of labels or titles of any kind. Sometimes I think I'm doing it so I can claim even a thread of social freedom, and other times, I think it's because I'm afraid I won't live up to the requirements on whatever label I possess...

Either way, it's showed me that the labels assigned to us by people who know us well or only think they know us, aren't the ones that matter. The label you give yourself is what you should be concerned with.

For me, the end of that sentence could be:
"...a writer", "...a loner", "...a comedian-to-be", "...unpredictable", "...a Gemini", "...a lousy musician", etc.
And I haven't even given it any real thought yet, [I'm about to though...]

I honestly think this is one of the most important questions you can ask yourself. It's definitely more important than 'what do you want to be when you grow up?' How can you know what you want to be if you have no idea who you are?

I don't want to get philosophical or anything... that's even over my head but...
You should ask yourself that question and see what you come up with; have some fun with it!

Compromise

A/N: If that's your version of compromise...I'd much rather be alone.

Eyes widen in terror

As the horrible shock sets in,

All she fought for tirelessly

Slowly being sucked in

To the vortex that is

Him.

And all that she stood for

Becoming second-best and less important

In the light of his

Overpowering shadow.

Slowly losing herself,

Slowly becoming the prize on his shelf.

Explanation:

I understand that poetry is often abstract and can be interpreted in a thousand different ways, which is why I do this at the end of each piece. This was inspired by a conversation I had with a friend of mine...a conversation that erupted into an argument.

This isn't the only result of a compromise, the word itself implies an agreement of equal sacrifice. Both parties give up having complete dominance for the sake of the relationship. Often though, a 'compromise' comes out wrong, with one party benefiting more and the other sacrificing more.

In terms of intimate relationships, the compromise is usually based the lifestyles of the individuals involved. The most common situation I could think of was one where the female in the relationship, or the weaker/submissive personality is forced to give up whatever goals they might have had in order to satisfy the dominant personality.

I put it in a female's point of view because, as a female, it was easier. Just thought I'd put that out there. Women are by no means the only one who make huge sacrifices in intimate relationships - or even on a whole.

I could go on about the symbolism and so on but I would rather leave the interpretations of those to the imagination of the reader. Each time I read a poem I see it in a different light, you shouldn't be robbed of that. 

Thanks for reading~