As much as I would like to
Bury myself within a hole,
And hope that no one will ever know.
I know this thing
Called Life will still keep going,
The ferris wheel will keep spinning,
And cameras will keep flashing.
I am no different,
And I am no special.
Rewards are given to various recipients
With the same titles.
I forgot to tell them
That my tumor was cancerous.
I just thought their lives
Would be better without me being there.
I still got scolded.
I guess I deserved it.
Whether I'm dying
Or still fairly on my feet,
I still manage to upset people
And that's how it will always be.
YOU ARE READING
Revisiting my thoughts: Poem from within [Vol 4] *RE-EDITS IN PROGRESS*
De TodoVarious themed poems inspired by real life, relatable and personal experiences and topics. ***Disclaimer: Any media used is not owned by this author