*the song might add another layer to your interpretation, but at the very least something to enjoy even if you don't understand what is being said*
It's quite a first for me
to not be enthused, optimistic to be
another way, to change, to grow up.
I'm in the midst of a growth spurt;
I forgot how painful, how it can hurt
to undergo a new transition.
What a feat it is to let go of past pain
To only better deal with the new sprains
I have yet to conquer, sew up old wounds.
To my surprise,
and possibly my demise
there are wounds that have not completely healed.
What I thought was a sure plan in my future,
turns out to not to be solid, immature
and it fell through.
In this moment now,
I am lost, wandering complacently like a cow
Worse, I've given up.
I wish I could get a break
in my streak of losing, at least a breather for my emotional and mental sake.
I've let myself down for quitting, shutting down.
Demoralized is an understatement;
I've been dealt with so many punches that I'm bent
out of shape to where I no longer recognize myself.
I'm not the person I used to be,
optimistic as far as I could see
of the inevitable changes to happen in the future.
I know there is hope,
I'll figure out how to cope
and understand myself better.
I am sheep,
I must trust where Ill be led no matter the heap
of past and new growing pains I suffer.
Me pide para cambia,
sin optimism todavia
Espero que econtraré dirección.
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As life goes, so do I
PoetryRead to feel. These poems are written in the hopes that it stirs the emotions. Just maybe someone out there will come across this and find a poem in here that expresses exactly what they are feeling. And for me, I hope that brings comfort to some. T...