I am.. acceptable of unexceptional.
I am.... acceptable of
unexception,
still wondering who's real
and who's literally
pretending.
Am I that blind that I can't see
I'm the reason we so
distant?
Am I so blind that I can't see I'm the reason I got a different version of the vision?
Why am I so mad all the time? I'm not fine without the mediocre dime
fix,
We the same but on opposite
sides like we are
Twix.
Why when I call, our father dont
answer?
Feels like he's only present one
day a year like
Santa.
I used to have dreams but now reality struck like a sharp
knife,
we all grow up to either succeed or be stuck in a suit and a
tie.
Why am I zombie of the night walking till I see sawn and light
throught my glass
bottle?
sleep so little I have sleep
withdrawal.
Aching head, nausea and
sweating like a
pig,
I get it all sitting next to you cause
you got me over here love
sick.
I can't blame you for the problem
but I can't fix it
alone,
it takes two to play this game
so I can't play on my
own.
I'll mess up again but I already said
sorry,
the weather feeling like
my heart; always
cloudy.
Here I am again by your side stressing about everything as a
whole,
It's taking a toll on me physically, mentally, and
spiritually,
I speak with pride but your faces are dull so I guess no one is hearing
me.
I am.. acceptable of unexceptional.
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Poems Of August
PoesiaPoems written by Manolo Reyes. First poems published, first "official" poems *****************************| Published August 25th, 2016.| ________________________| You don't have to read the poems in order PLEASE GIVE FEEDBACK OR SOMETHING!
