The shreds of paper which were
All once loose leaf
All lose touch with themselves and their memory
Every single piece asking
"Hey,who's he?"
No one to stop and state that he is me
A piece of paper once floating in the wind
Thrown in a puddle and not made to win
A piece that was stepped on
And chewed up by the varmint
A piece that could fly with the wind current
A whole splits overtime
Into pieces criminalized
On anything it does or says or tries
Since his oppression is internalized
Got me asking why?
Why I float all through the sky
And the wind tears me to pieces but I will never die
Put that on my life or my grandmother's if we try
To prove that we are tougher then essentially
No ones better than the rest of me
Because I can only truly be yes the best of me
So best of peace
To live as you please
No more begging like Jesus Christ
No getting on my knees
Sacrificial pawn for the safety of the all
And the safety of the lot I don't know how I got
Where I am as fragments
What I've done what happened
All the songs I was clapping
All the hearts I was trapping
Since I will always lack all
The skills others jack and
Now I float in small pieces
My mind unravels in winter but off season
And my feelings are not something I care to share anytime and anywhere
So let me float into the air
YOU ARE READING
A COLLECTION OF MY FEELINGS
PoesíaMy own poetry which I use to express myself. I sometimes feel like I'm not supposed to be on planet Earth and all my life I have to cope with these different choices and scenarios that do more harm than help. It is up to me to push through it, but I...
