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I gazed apon it,
I touched it,
It hurt me,
it was my dream,
my hobby,
my passion.
my love,
my kiss,
my soul,
it was the flames,
burowing into my skin,
as i saw it and the slip of paper,
it burned,
i was a piece of paper,
a simple parchment of his ruleing,
a simple bit of ink in his book,
he told me my calling that night,
as i lay in the ally way,
crying,
rain thumping on me,
i took cover,
and there it was,
waiting for me,
my destiny,
my fate,
my azure,
my pyro,
it was the flame,
that made me who i am,
i am a azure pyro,
I am the your door way,
to love,
or loneliness,
i will decide your fate,
and only he can decide mine and my choices,
i will fight for her....

we all look around...
who are we....
whats my purpose...
why am i fat...
why am i skinny...
why am i weak...
why am i strong...
why cant i get girls...
why do i get to much atention..
i jsut want to be alone..
i jsut want to have friends...
these questions are asked by many people...
so why cant we have these....
because ugave them to your self...
and only you can change them...
this is your life...
is this who you wanted to be?
when the world was younger
and you had everyhting to lose....