My arm reaches out,
Grasping for forlorn thoughts.
Unhappy
One side of me is fastidious,
The other exemplary.
Split
The two fighting for dominance,
Ripping apart my control.
Dismantling
An evanescent thought,
Filled with dreams and wishes.
Hopeful
I’m expedient to few,
Most just throw me out.
Useless
They label me as crazy,
They claim I exacerbate stressful conversations.
Crazy
I’m full of fear,
Even though no one ever sees.
Emotional
I come off as flagrant,
But I’m far off from it.
Misunderstood
My wish may seem formidable,
But it’s mine and mine alone.
Wishful
I wish for peace inside my head
And
Not to be cast aside like a broken bottle
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My Poems!
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I will be continually adding to. Most of them will be poems that I had to write for school but some of them will free poems!
