"She's such a coward!"
said the people
in my late night dreams
and it seems like I really am.
Whenever I know
that I'm not good
at something
I, run,
away from it.
Whenever I feel
like I'm not good
at anything
I, run,
away from it.
Now
whenever life gives me
the slightest sign
that I'm not good
my mind tells me to run.
Run,
hide,
stay away as it will keep you safe
just maybe,
but maybe not at all.
Maybe it's time to face it
deal with it
it's life!
Then immediately
I ask myself:
"But how?"
I did not know how
I don't know how
Maybe I'll never know how
..
But it's alright
because it's life
and you will never know
unless you try.
"You will be fine!"
maybe I won't
but it's alright
because at least I tried
and
I live my life
the way
I consider it "nice".
Nice is really hard to define
but I have my own definition
so
I'll try
hard
to be hard
so that my heart won't be smashed when people are being harsh
harsh words are trash
and you throw them away, ok?
YOU ARE READING
me.
Short StoryAt first I created this story just to upload one of my poem, but from now on I'm gonna make it kind of a diary where I keep my emotions and thoughts written down throughout the years.
