Perfectly Imperfect
Have you ever,
Wondered your entire existence
When nothing goes right but left
Running away from the dark but its inside your head
Can we really escape this reality?
Or is this just some type of curiosity?
Have you ever,
Tried putting things on its place
But all you do is stare at the mirror
The reflection of your ugly face
We often wonder for shit
But we never really make a hit
Have you ever,
Talk to the demon inside your head?
Or is it beside you,guiding you home
Oh,look at the monster they've made
The place that we belong is the hollow asylum
Why do we fit ourselves
-in the place where we do not belong
Why do we put books on the shelves
-when it will collapse before we prolong
We were given the prologue
And they give us the chances
That we never even deserves
We bare like freelancers
From mind shivers down the nerves
We failed to fathom out the meaning
Of the beautiful lives given to us
Varieties of place to be the first
But all we do is being a failure
That will never find the cure
-qn
Writers note 📝 :
This was in my notes app since 2020 so here it is.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Of Unspoken
Poetry[ Updating Once In A Blue Moon ] when speaking fails you, write it down If you're so tired of life, i am too, So sip a cup of tea and rest your frown As the ship's sailing with me & you. you are not alone
