When I first showed
My friends my poems
They told me
I should turn it into a songI told them no
I don't want my words
To be replaced by another
Or to be misheard
With no meaningI don't want them to be forgotten
In the yearsWords are letters
Formed together
To create a sentence
With a purpose
A meaningSomething to be remembered
To a random person
It means nothingMy words would mean nothing
If I didn't put
Time
And heart into itLike many people do
TodaySaying something someone said singing and sounding stupid
"Every little thing
Is gonna be alright"No it's not
Not really
Something bad is
Bound to happenIt's been said so many times
It's lost all meaning
It's lost it's purpose
It's been said by so many people
It's been viewed byDifferent perspectives
Different people with
Different meaningSoon to be forgotten
Only few continue to be heard
But for how long?Nothing lasts forever
Except for the people
Not their meaningIt's been forgotten
Just like yesterday's sun
Or last years presenceHow can you be forgotten
If you're not rememberedI don't exist
Therefore my
Purpose and meaning
Doesn't exist
Unless spokenAnd they have been spoken
They have been yelled
From the highest of
PointsThey have been shouted
And cried
From the top of my lungs
And from the bottom of my heartBut every person
Falls down
Every person
Gets pulled
And dragged
When repeatedI've got too much on
My mind to stop
I'm on a rollBut no!
They pull me down
By turning
My purpose
Into something newBy turning me into something
Someone
I'm notChanging everything about me
And forgetting who I
Really amAll of it gets watered down
And drown
In nonsense
And nothingnessCause the meaning will
Never be found
And the purpose will
Be chained and
Bound
While the words itself
Will be nothing but
SoundEver get that feeling
When you're so happy
You cryOr feel so right
You shiver
With excitementI want to be remembered like that
But they repeat my words
With no meaning
Purpose
Time
Or heartThat Im forgotten
Or was I never really remembered

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Poems
PoetryPoems about many topics that have happened in my life or that I dream up. Sometimes stories told to me by friends or close loved ones on something I feel like anyone can relate to. I write day and night trying to make a great poem, trying to relive...