Singing in my dark closet alone
These songs make me feel real
Like I've never been a faker all along
And suddenly someone cares
But I just can't seem to get to you
Sentences aren't enough, I need years to tell you everything
I'm so lucky, they're telling me
But how do I know when I only want more again
How can I feel safe when I'll never be the one in your arms?
I'm watching from a distance
Holding back the tears because others live my dream
But they won't tell you what you mean to me
So I'm crying here vicariously
"Look me in the eyes" I'm thinking,
But it's a selfish opportunity
'Cause I'll never be strong enough
Or ever be cool enough
To be seen with you,
Heard by you
Loved the way they are by you.
I'm sorry I'm a weak one, but I promise I want you how the "real ones" do.
Please don't look through me, all I ever needed was your smile
Because I'm there
But you're not here
And I wish I could feel you care
I guess for a while I won't do anything but stare.
YOU ARE READING
Lyssa's Poem Book
PoetryJust me ranting about my feelings through poetry, because why not?