I don't rhyme,
But I will just this time.
I'm not one to whine,
But I think I'm slowly losing my mind.
I hate myself,
And I love myself.
I want to stay,
And I want to run away.
I want to talk,
And I want to be quiet.
I want to be alone,
But I don't want to be lonely.
I want you to know,
And I don't want to tell you.
I want to let it all out,
And I want to keep it all to myself.
I want friends,
But I don't want to spend time with people.
I want to scream at the top of my lungs,
But then they'll know I'm crazy.
I don't want to grow up,
And I want to be on my own.
I keep waiting for a sign,
But I'm scared of the answer.
I want you to understand me,
But I want to be the unsolved mystery.
I want it to be like before,
And I don't want anything to change.
And I don't ryhme,
But I will just this time.
I'm not one to whine,
But I think I'm slowly. Losing. My. Mind.
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