Wanted.

Wanted:
a guy who can lay in the snow for hours, looking at the stars.
when everything has been lead a stray, a guy who can find himself in the universe.
wanted. a guy who can think for himself and a guy who doesn't need to be accepted.
a guy who can say what he's thinking, and thinks what he's saying.
wanted. a guy who understands why i look up at the stars at night.

what i've come to realize is that falsehood is constantly put into our minds.
no. i have known this for a long time now. we wait for the prince.
sitting in the cold dark dusty tower. upon his arrival, the wait is told to be worth it.
this is what we've been taught. this is what they want us to follow.
society tells us how to go about life. if you step out of line, you will not be accepted.
without acceptance, well maybe then you'll find yourself. sitting in solitude yet not waiting for the prince.

wanted. something who can be completely alone and completely happy.

living life is told to be a great mystery. why we breath is science.
why we want to breath is personal. society gives us the image that we live for each other.
when society tells us that our purpose in life is to serve some one else.
i love you. i relish you. i will not become you.

wanted. someone who can have nothing and yet have so much more.

if reading minds were as easy as reading a book. the words money would be printed all over.
something created from pure and repeative nature. something that travels around the world.
if only sitting in someones pocket. touched by many. kept by no one.
it's the dirtiest thing on our planet. yet no one can have enough it seems.
read my book and the word money would be printed only to disagree

the falshood raises us up. we want. we need. we strive.
but what happens when we realize that the "truth" isn't so true after all.
and that what we believed was nothing but a mere illusion. a version of a fairytale.
we fall from that ever so high up cloud it placed us on.