Poems and stuff

partly

im partly done with this part of my life

partially and impatiently waiting for the distant future

partly hoping that itll go slower than i want it to

so i can slowly savor the taste that time can give

but this present isnt gifted unto me

no wrappers or ribbons in this part of time

its all forceful and rigged

all torn to pieces only struggling to mend together again

yet im only partly hating this moment

partially hating because im still loving in this moment

never will i ever again feel this isolated and wholesome

partly feeling, partly making everything i do half-heartedly 

i feel like im half fast and half assed

its all partly my problem 

sarcastically and sardonically waiting for another moment

to not partly feel like im missing out

but i partly hide my feelings 

i only want the attention in parts,

and then again i dont want any attention on me

i dont wanna feel like a part of me will always be selfish

this nightly feeling strikes on some part of me

but its only morning

this sober Bacardi isnt suitable for this party,

but im partly feeling like i dont want to be awake 

everything can hit me so hardly

everything makes me cry so uncontrollably 

and practically, i only partly hate everything in this world

so while im at this loathing state, lets partly live in this lifeless world

you dont have to worry about the parts of me

all of my heart is yours