•Stuck Inside•
there is a place in my mind
where i go to hide
and be happy
with reality right in front of me
i still manage to smile
all the while
of what i'm going through
what this world has put me through
i see u, imaginary friend
that only lives in my head
the father that's present but never showed up or cared
he's there ... in my head
brothers, protectors
left as fast as u came
but in my head they stay
to guide and teach me things
I envision a better life
when I already have a good one
am I ungrateful ?
no, u just live in your head
see there, me being my own
therapist again even tho I have one !!
what's wrong with me ?
there's never an answer to
that question of mine ...
i've just grown and maybe
gotten a lil
too comfortable with my own self
I don't need nobody else
because when i needed u
u weren't there
u weren't there for me
and now i'm here
here for myself ....
this is me , being here for myself
YOU ARE READING
Morgan's POV
PoetryA peek inside my mind of what I go through but never say out loud. This is the closest my poems will go out to the world but this is a small step in the right direction. I hope you like it here. 🌷
