DylanSeto

Someone once told me if she thought she was a bad person. Without thinking, I told her, “I think you’re great.” Though I meant it at the time, sometimes I wish I could go back in time and tell her that I don’t believe that people are as simple as just “good” or “evil”. Life is dynamic and so too are the people who make up those experiences. To give someone a fixed label would be to dismiss the circumstances and the personal history that led to their actions. I believe anyone is capable of anything given the right circumstances. So no, I don’t believe you’re a shitty person, but I bel

Only this past year am I beginning to learn the value of crying. For me, it’s become a constant reminder to always strive for better. Boys DO cry but I don’t think I shed a tear for the majority of my teenage years. Still, it remains my favorite period of life I’ve had a chance to live so far. It’s funny because I would constantly wish for life to end while it was happening but now, I would go back to relive those moments if I could. Not to do anything differently, just to bask in the innocence. I felt really lost the last couple of years. I’m still kind of lost. Life is fragile and I feel like I haven’t a

When is the last time I’ve been this quiet? I’m sitting by the window sill, watching as raindrops inch their way down to earth. Silence used feels odd to me. I’ve gotten used to getting drowned in the sounds of metro carts whistling past me. The sound of people making their way through their lives, or escaping them. When is the last time I stopped for a second to notice the magic around me? Lately I’ve become infatuated by the little things. Like the sound your clothes make as they brush up against my shoulders or the sound of your lips when you take a sip of coffee in the morning.  If you listen close enough, you coul

You bring the sun around... You were in love with another man, I guess that should not matter. All I wanted was a fortune 'cause all our friends back home get divorces, Trying to move against all of forces, On the road, keep it steady, got legs like a horse's. Meet a french girl on a train in Saint-Lucia, 9 months after the beach, we'll call the daughter Karma Just dreaming, but it's real. If we're not living in hell, then inhale. life goes on, homie, that's one thing I'm learning. If life goes on, that's one thing I'm learning. I get stuck when I think of you. Just tell me what's real, flowers don't talk to me. When I go... When I go my

They could never know. Didn't care at first But now that you're gone, it hurts. Been drinking, been smoking Normally, I'm sober. The sky's blue and the ground don't end. Don't end, don't end. See, I'm my mother's child I love you 'till the world don't spin I love you 'till you call the cops on me Will he treat you like shit, just the way that I did? I'll be by his door if he slips up one bit.

Oh you're were kid from school that robbed them fools that messed with that little girl 'cause the homies do that. Yeah, pass her like a blunt. Daddy's was the run. "Lover this ain't real." Fuck it that's how she feel. How you gon' be a star bruh, This the most you ever spoke. bruh. But you keep your chin up With a rope and neck hung. Made your momma scream When she found your note On the kitchen counter With all the blood around ya. you ruled this suburban town. You're were the man around. Make the shots like Kubrick. There was room for two Right here in this closet, but nah. Your brother crying now. Your sister crying out. Your parents cr

Fingers to the sky, tracing twin peaks in the valleys, ghosting under palm trees.