Sometimes
I would like to
make a sunrise out of a storm,
love out of hate,
happiness out of sadness.
Sometimes I like to believe
that I could do anything
but then,
then I just turn out to be myself again
and I think about how
I'm never going to make my dreams come true,
because I'm too weak
and too good for nothing.
I kinda feel like I'm drowning
and I'm there
in front of my body
looking at myself
running out of air,
and I think that I look pathetic
because I look so scared,
so scared of dying in a way I've never planed
because I never took my destiny
and tried to make a shape out of it
by myself.
I always let everyone make me feel small,
insignificant,
even if they didn't knew it,
I've drown myself in their words
and my self-hate.
To become someone,
I have to become my own person to love,
but I can't find a way to do it.
To become someone
I must look at myself as a person
but I'm having a hard time doing it.
-S.S
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Out Of My Mind
PoesíaI KNOW, I know the title is kind of cliché but honestly I couldn't come up with anything else. But you with WHAT I actually came up with? All the poem that are inside this book, some are kind of romantic, others are kind of depressive and others are...
