My inner-most thoughts and emotions come to the forefront as I showcase my creative abilities.
I shall update this with a new poem per day. Stay tuned!
Why? Am I not good enough? Am I not appealing to your eyes? Am I unworthy of your love? I do not mean to pry I mean, I do not mean to cry You see, all I do is try But all I am stuck with is; why? You know, the letter between X and Z Apparently, I am the ex to be Regretfully, I'm tangled in your devilry At the same time, you cannot be next to me Like Mary Jane, your presence is my drug of choice Inhaling your beautiful energy, like a joint Hallucinating, now I can see you and I Therefore, I shall make it a point; to appoint To you further along this road I call life As I write; the definition of why comes to light Some things are still wrong whilst feeling right And everyone does not belong, though they are in sight So, no longer does my mind shout "You're a worthless piece of shit!" Nor do my nights haunt my days, the reason is All power is in my tongue, so take a piece of this! I've regained my conscience, my God I needed it! I AM worth livin! I WILL be content! I AM no longer hidden! The rose that grew through cement
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