For some time it's been ordinary
And that time wasn't so nice
And then it got a little extraordinary
But not in the way I would like
I've gone to places to fill my soul with joy
But this void I feel consumes the confidence I have with no hesitation, and I stay seated in only observation
I think it would be nice to try something new
But after I do, I'm back to being through
Is it possible to just want to be happy all the time? But sometimes your mind makes way for things you can't apply.
Please just give me what I deserve
I may sound arrogant but I am too young to be this tired and hurt
Is it possible that I can be more, for more than a week?
Keep my head held high in the summer sun, be more sociable as my mom says when I'm done, get a job already so young, get out of the house before you are alone
I want to scream "I won't be ordinary mom, I'll be ready for the world,"
But little did I know
The world had more to show
The early mornings for work
the normal life that isn't so nice
The fight against what's wrong and what's right.
Truly I'm not sure if I'm ready but I know what I want.
I want to be important, I want what everyone else wants.
I may not be as ambitious as I was before
Or the optimist that never thought to give up in the face of yours
I may not be able to tell a part this terrible life with what's good left to fight,
Get the job you want me to have,
and talk to anyone I see
I'll win the race but probably stand in second place
I may not succeed in these things
But I am definitely anything but ordinary
YOU ARE READING
Titanium
Poetry❝A million words would not bring you back, I know because I tried. Neither would a million tears, I know because I cried.❞
