I've been sick
Melting away in my germs
That's fine, I guess
I made a mistake
I got in trouble with my teacher and cried in her face
I always cry
That's my problem
I am pure and unbothered
When I am filtered through a sieve nothing is left
Clear as water and as fleeting as a day
But
But my water is murky
I expect so much of myself
No peace, no rest
I am the one who taints me
I am pure and unbothered
I cant hold anything back
I am a broken dam, a endlessly flowing current
But my waters murky
Murky cuz I can't hold anything back
I have no filter
Nothing to stop me from pouring my true and absolute self onto others
But when it's time to face others
I cry
And cry
And cry
I just can't stop
I'm a muddy and broken dam
Muddy because all of my impurities flow within me
I am not perfect.
I will never be perfect.
But I'm not so twisted and broken that I've knots in my hair
I am just murky
A murky, broken dam
I've ought to learn to control myself.
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Random poems I wrote
PoetryJournaling is boring to me, so when I feel strong emotions I write poems. These are some of my more recent poems I've written over the years, hope you like them!
