Nobody says it
but it's true
we'll all be gone one day
even me and you
when I was eight I found I was born wrong
a wire in my heart had been left too long
so yeah, they pumped me with drugs
not before my mom cried
or before the doctor told me
"It's gonna be a long ride"
but
i don't think i got it
or if i did i can't remember
something was happening
but if i had died
i don't think i would've know
(can i say something?)
(you have to pinky promise you won't tell anyone)
(i try to tie things back)
(i try to find a reason for everything)
(after all i was raised on butterfly effects and loneliness)
(but what if this thing that happened)
just
(happened)
(what if my depression and anxiety isn't because of anything)
(what if i just had to be scared for my life)
(what if it's just a misplaced chapter)
cause wires fry and hearts fail
but when we go beyond the vail
and we will
we'll never know
I will never know
why
what are you supposed to do with that?
YOU ARE READING
All you want me to be
PoetryJust some poems I've been writing. This is a way for me to gain experience and criticism, so please leave your thoughts and ideas. The first few chapters may not be my best work but I don't want to delete anything since I want to see my progress so...