How I envy the people who are happy
I never was able to give a smile a try
I was too scared that people would laugh
Because my teeth are crooked like a broken fence
I wish I was a fly on the window sill
Not having to move, can just die in the sun
Not having to be forced to have a religion
Just lying there bleaching from the sun
Somedays I hear how Daddy was the man
But remembering how my dad was a ghost
Breaks my heart and helps the glass shatter
Because loneliness is the glass shard that cuts
We all know how the pressure can crush someone's ego
But my ego was never built so a light wind blows it over
The manilla folder confesses that I struggled before I drowned
How I envy myself for being able to distract myself from starving
I see people getting the second wind taken out of them
And I see myself in them like it was a mirror made by God
Reached my hand out but realized the past backstabs and grimaced
I wish I was a fly on the window sill
Accepting the fact that they're trapped
Not having to remember the joys of life
So they must lay there, bleaching in the sun
It seems that it comes natural for me to pray
Because I want people to be safe no matter the evil
I see my past trauma beating me up so I build
And a light wind might blow me over but they'll stay strong
We all know how a single comment can crush someone's psyche
But my psyche never had a chance to develop, so a light wind blows it over
The manilla folder confesses that I struggled before I learned to breathe
I gave up so much for just a little privacy but it's broken
It's my fault that she died but it's not my fault that they grew
The credit and flowers I deserve wither away like Beast's rose
Because in this world you don't matter if you are a burden
But remember to feel the love that you have
I gave up so much for just a little freedom but I'm still shackled
It's my fault that everyone dies but it's not my fault that they grew
The credit and flowers I deserve die like the window sill bleached flies
Because in this world you don't matter if you put people before yourself
But remember to feel the love that you have
Because you earned the love and respect that you give yourself
We all know how an accident can cause someone's downfall
Mother thought I would fall but is shook that I'm still walking
The manilla folder confesses that I struggled before I learned to swim
YOU ARE READING
Riley
PoetryThis is the end. After 5 years of writing and releasing poetry, it's time for us to end on a good note. I have been writing this collection for a few months and I'm so proud of what has come from it. I named this "Riley" because this is that Cindere...
