I change myself each day of this life
I change my colour,
I change my goal,
Oh help me, I switch between roles.
I didn't commit a sin
But punishment somehow will always win.
I'm friendly, I'm soft
Yet my heart feels most unwelcome,
Like a moth.
A million mistakes have rearranged my wiring
I need a new self to forget my old self
Is anyone hiring?
Perfect is someone I had to be from a young age
But like a mirror, I would shatter,
I would disconnect and I would wither.
I am not okay with everthing,
But act so unbothered with anything.
It's the word... expectation, hmm
It has an echo of force to it.
Like my brain on a day after fighting with the books,
Luckily I survive that war.
But there's always a next day
With so much anxiety instore.
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PoetryThis right here is an original book of poems and is authenticly written by myself. It is about every thought and feeling that flows through me.
