Living Paradox

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The image is why I don't believe in motivational quotes. Hope you enjoy the poem and I'm sorry I haven't posted in a bit/while. Sorry. Bye Bye!

I seem to smile,
And laugh so much,
It's been a while,
Since I've cried and such.

I hug my friends,
And yell my hellos,
It's just so that your heart mends,
Down to it's mellows.

I might be confident,
And the best of my class,
But it's not very evident,
That I'm as fragile as glass.

I seem to brush off the insults,
Thrown in my face,
Ignore the plastic cults,
Who use their tongues like a mace.

I smile and assure you that,
I'll come straight to you,
When I feel like I'm fat,
And I belong in a freak zoo.

I've lied to all of you,
Pretending I was fine,
When I want a wrist to cut through,
And a bottle of wine.

I may be underage,
But I never do what I should,
I'm still trapped in a cage,
Broken and misunderstood.

You don't seem to get,
That to feel free,
I'll do something to make you fret,
Even though I just want to be.

I'm sorry I worry you,
But in real life,
I'm more than just blue,
And I beg for a knife.

I'm a walking paradox,
Contradicting myself,
Hiding emotions as sly like a fox,
And acting as happy as an elf.

I'm not what I say I am,
Or what I act like either,
I act like a normal dam,
Or a happy squirrel- but in reality I'm neither.

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