Listen For One More Time...

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I'd like to ask a very special favour of you,

Can you listen for just one more time?

I realise I have said it more than once,

And if you wanna skip this poem, that's fine.

These are the words I haven't had the courage to say,

And I think that other people feel the same,

So if you want to hear the mutterings of a teenage mind,

Please carry on reading, but be ready to carry my shame.

I have tried to live my life, but am I still finding out who I am,

But the question still haunts me; who am I?

Do my words and actions form who I am,

Or is it the amount of times I've secretly wished to die?

I am confused, abused and bruised,

But people tell me these feelings will soon pass.

Will they? How do they know? Have they felt what I feel?

Shouldn't they let me choose my own path?

These questions remain unanswered, as always.

They like to leave us in the dark, lost and ashamed,

Not many people find their way out, but I think I will,

Just after I move on after this phase of feeling derranged.

I don't ask for a light to help me escape,

I'd rather light the match or switch on the light on my own,

Or I'll feel too dependent and won't have a story to tell,

Because I love to explore, even if I'm scared of the unknown.

And, yes, I have been depressed, you may not understand,

I don't expect you too; we all have different versions of hell,

Just remember that I'm not what anyone thinks I am,

And never underestimate me, or I'll crawl back in my shell.

So who am I? Is life going to be good or bad?

Why do I feel so sad sometimes, more than I can ever show?

Why do I feel so happy when I'm not alone?

The answer, is I don't know.

♥ Go live our life and find out.

So...thank you. Everyone. For reading this far, for staying with me, for voting, for commenting, for fanning, for understanding. It means a lot. This is the end of this poetry book, and it is also the end of a phase of my life; one which I am not sad to leave. I am in the process of making another poetry book, so stick with me!

And again, thank you.

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