The world through my eyes
The word through my eyes is scary, complicated and beautiful.
I may be a scenic but my dreams are huge and I never know if I will achieve them.
I like to sit on the top decks of my bus and lean my head against the glass.
And just dream.
I dream about reaching the top of the sky that’s always seems so clear even when it’s cloudy.
I know that there will always be a day when I look back and think what I have done is pointless.
But I try to stay positive.
I have a friend who tells me I must stop being so negative and think more of myself.
I answer back with a snide remark that gets me a few laughs but overall I should just say thank you.
The world is constantly bustling full and not many people will have the time to stop and ask you what you said. So shout to get your voice heard and when people tell you to keep it down or be quiet. Shout louder because those people are probably the ones who really need to hear what you have to say.
The world through my eyes is magical and there is nothing better in my opinion that the many shades of green that appear in the spring.
They way the light from that big ball of gas in the sky glistens across the surface of our sometimes unfair world gives hope.
Life is like a rollercoaster it is a hell of a ride. But only if you get on.
Don’t be a person who stands in the queue for hours but then lets their nerves get the better of them.
God knows I’ve done that enough times. Whether you are scared about the heights or worried about if you could take the speed, hop on anyway because you’ll know if you don’t try.
The world through my eyes glows and has moments that make you who you are so scared to be.
Never forget anyone. No matter their importance to you or how much time you spent with them always try to remember their face or at least something they said. Because maybe you had an impact on them and there is nothing more embarrassing than one day a person coming over to you and saying hello lena well your name not mine and you having no idea who they are. But whatever you do don’t let them know this. It is ok to lie but only to those who know you well enough that when the truth is told which it will be they will turn to and say that is quite a story because lying is a talent and a way to show creativity. You must not lie to hurt though only to protect and when someone scolds you for exaggerating the truth take comfort in knowing that they are a hypocrite.
The world through my eyes burns makes bruises and causes decay.
I get by knowing that there is always a friend close a loved one nearby and a doctor at hand.
Well almost always.
Love hurts and although I may be young and naive I have seen enough movies to call myself an expert.
Books breathe life into love more than a camera ever could but occasionally you will find a film where the actors who deep down you know are only playing a part play their characters so well that you find yourself believing again.
People come and go like water but always take a moment to try and see to the bottom of the pond because people just look like humans really they are books waiting to be read or songs desperate to be heard. So look through the murky cover and dive head first into the sea. You won’t be sorry with what you find.
And if you are learn from it and let it stretch you out and make you grow. We all want to be seen and this can be down through growth but I’m not talking about getting taller I mean personal growth. The ability to reflect and say you know what I couldn’t have done it better than that. But at the same time don’t forget to admit to your mistakes because this can cause a new thought for someone else. Share your emotions and let yourself be read. Don’t keep hidden behind that wall even if you’ve built yourself a nice little sanctuary. No matter your age size or poetic ability you have something to offer and by doing this you will feel better.
The world through my eyes is like a glow stick magnificent on the night but it will run out so you make the most of it, wave the world in the air and smile.
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The World Through My Eyes
PoetryThis is a piece of contemporary poetry kinda like spoken word. Please be kindish I don't mind constructive critism or personal opinons just don't hate please...thanks :)