M&S: The First Album

By Kireii Cloe

M: Okay! This is the story of two runaways,

S: Who decided to start their own band!

M: And this book is our first album!

S: So enjoy the story of our journey,

M: Told through these songs,

S: As we set out to define ourselves,

M: For always, and forever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Noliesonly
• Release date: Sep 7, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393898153

Book preview

—Song 1—

I’m not S or G or B ,

I’m , M.

That’s codeword for me,

I can’t see,

& I’m not attracted to those bones, those bones that bury their true feelings and personality

Personally,

I’m not innocent &

I was lucky enough for the masses to call me intelligent,

Am I really elegant?

More than you...

I’m not.

Can’t you tell,

Tell yourself,

To be, to dream and to never see

Not flaws or claws attacking yourself,

Not to see another day in war...

Dead bodies,

I don’t believe in death,

But I know,

& I cry when my friends’ dreams die right before my eyes.

Staring at the world with viciousness,

You hate because of difference,

The excuse for distance,

& I won’t stop

I swear! I promise!

No matter the scars on my heart.

I’ll keep pushing to beat the disfigurement of superstitions, of stereotype, of assumption,

Of those who are scared to befriend.

Who I am scared to befriend...

I won’t pretend,

No,

No, I won’t leave you.

Not when you’re in sadness or smiles,

That's what this is for.

M, that’s me...

&

I’m singing this song with Lady S to eliminate the stress,

The pain attempting to grow even when you feel strong sometimes,

& I know that I waver,

But I won’t fall.

––––––––

S,

& I share similarities to stress and the things that scare me,

So few...

So;

Where’s my familia when I go to sleep,

Do demons creep and try to take them away,

When,

Yes, when I’m not strong enough to save you,

I try to caress my body, to be the steel of a knight to slay all the things tainting your heart.

But...

I forget to keep myself safe,

Safe from the elated ego,

The ape trapped in a basket,

Their preparing my casket,

It’s my doubts, my fears, the river that tries to drown me in my tears,

I do know of sadness,

You know of it too.

Yet we refuse to admit that this is sad...

We,

I .

I won’t be scared.

I won’t be scared to believe that

we can be not scared,

we can not feel pain,

We can all smile,

Make it so that tears never fall.

—Song 2—

S

I.

I wonder what are they going to do to us,

When did I give up control,

When was I my own toy,

Unbroken by the noise, I run and let myself become music,

Running free,

Without reasons, purpose and consequence,

They’ll strip me if they find out I was free.

Why so,

Jealousy; the excuse for, you don’t understand me.

Why does it feel like I always have sharp things ready to cut you before you cut me...

What are you?

The question you force me to answer,

I hear your voice,

Be anxious,

Don’t think about us,

Blame and don’t go for what makes you happy,

Please define for me,

Broken plea from someone that doesn’t know why they need to know.

Pursue my heart,

Pursue my soul,

Look for "rhythm,

Repetition,

The equation to my repertoire,

So you can discredit my individuality,

Terms of sameness and differentness,

Never used to accept,

Only to cage.

I.

I know I helped you build my cage,

By believing in you,

By believing you exist,

By believing you have more power than me,

Afraid to speak, afraid to think,

Afraid to do as I desire,

Trying to compromise or neglect your interests,

I was named S by I,

& I am my own hero and villain by choice.

I won’t corrode,

Curves gone smooth, drifting hard into my desire,

S;

simile to the persona of my fire,

S;

the stream between truth and liar,

S;

The creature that knows you’re a creature too.

What do you have,

I’m interested & I won’t lie anymore.

I’m apologizing to you and me.

I’m learning to define my own senses, see myself, hear my heart, taste my love, smell victory.

Touch to me,

No hands or feet, I’ll touch what it takes to be equated,

and elite, maybe...

With the fleet,

I rush to match,

& I tried to imitate the way you dance,

To be elite,

May that desire lie below my feet and consciousness,

Since,

Elite, turns the king and queen into empirical beings,

And the social pressure,

Be like me or, no or, bashed by an oar when you choose a different way to swim,

S;

Just a leviathan,

Attempting to never lie again.

& my wish is not for you to agree, but to find your own way to interpret & feel,

To never seal your opinion due to the opinion of another,