when you're young there's so many things no one tells you
when you grow up sometimes you still have to figure out things by yourself
when people act a certain way and people do things the way they do it makes you think things
but there's more to the world than anyone ever tells you when you're young
more to the world than maybe anyone ever says-
and maybe there's so many voices yelling for attention
and maybe i'm confused and worried and stressed about a thousand things
pulled in too many directions,
barely even making sense,
heart still hollow,
where once you were here now you are gone
and now
when i'm older i know that the world can spin and the world can crash
but the album you've listened to on repeat for so long will still play through like it's supposed to
the computer will still turn on when you push the power button
even though it's a few years old it still works you know
don't think about tommorrow, no, not yesterday
always waiting for someone else to make the first move
setting aside one idea, diving into another without thinking
running running
yes, i know, yes i realize,
i-
days stretch by and you lose pieces along the way
years flit in and out of the shadows
words fill in the gaps
everything i never knew
everything we ever were
the things we are,
the things we can't become
the things no one understands
the things they tell you you must be
everything around you
everything until you want to turn it off but you can't because you're thinking so hard and there's so many faces
and you're breathing but you're drowning
you're smiling but you're hollow
the light comes in, briefly, for a moment,
filling that gaping hole,
then the shadows overtake it again
you forget about everything
and then it comes back in full and you remember
put on that same jacket again,
those same bracelets, who knows why-
years, last year, the year before
do this, do that
what i am
what i feel
what i don't
everything that would be so much easier if only-
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The Unpublished Poems
PoesíaMore original poetry by me about life, struggle, hope, pain, good and bad. Anything that inspires me. None of these poems have ever been published before. "File:ORANGE Wattpad Horizontal Logo.jpg" by DesignStudio is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0