If I were to write a story
Would it be what you want?
Would you react the way I want?
'Cause I can sit down and tell you stories
Many many stories
But I'm so inexperienced
I've never had a boyfriend or girlfriend
I've never hugged any guy besides my dad
I have no love experience
Barely any friend experience
And I'm young with barely any life experience
Yet I can sit here and write poems
But I am so confined on how adults view children and teens
I'm so confined on the number that dictates how you are supposed to act
That I question whether or not what I say is credible enough
It's just a phase
While many may deny I don't see the point
I know it's a phase
That doesn't dictate how long this phase will last
I know it's a phase but right here and right now
I'm going through that phase
I'm not, not going through this phase
I know what's happening and your words only reconfirm it
I like to think that I am self aware
But if you were to ask me about myself I'd tell you that the stranger on the street knows more about me then I ever will
I like to say that I have a strong grip on what's going on around me
But I get so confused and question do I really?
I sat in math class
We're doing some of the simplest equations ever
The basics
Yet nobody in the entire room understood what was going on
We were so confused
The teacher constantly told us that it was simple
So so simple
Yet none of us could grasp it
We didn't understand that after all of the abstract math and algebra
That something could be so simple
We started with the hard stuff and ended with the easy stuff
But that made the hard stuff easy
The simple stuff was hard
You can't just spin us through this wheel and it's such a small wheel
This wheel is built to fit only your body and that's it
Then you put all of these obstacles in front of us and expect us to dodge these obstacles
As if there's room to dodge it
Or do you want us to dodge it?
Then at the very end of it all you stop giving us this stuff
You hand on not tanks and knives
But fluffy feathers and peaceful scenes
And it's nice at first
Then it comes crashing down on you all at once
Why is this so simple?
There has to be a catch
There cannot be something so simple and peaceful there has to be a obstacle somewhere
It cannot be this empty
This is not simple and it is long
I shall end with a few sentences
If I were to write a story
Would it be believable?
Would you understand?
