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I'll paint you a picture with my words

I'll tell you all about life's twists and turns

I'll give you a visual, of how I tend to feel

And hopefully you'll understand that all of this is real


Don't ignore me

I just want you to see

That almost everything 

Is never what it seems to be


I look happy and small

But my heart aches and swells

It's going to burst through my chest

But I can't ever tell

When I'm going to break

Or when I start to heal

They can't force me to love myself

They can't force me to feel


Sometimes all you can do is give it time

And hope when you wake up, the sun will rise

But sometimes the night stays for a couple more weeks

The rain on the ground is like the tears on your cheeks


I feel so wrong

Just a kid singing a song

Hoping you'll listen

Hoping I become strong


I need to be better

But the night keeps on dragging me down

I'm used to all this weather

But now sprouts shoot out of the ground

Will I be a beautiful flower

Or just a pretty weed

Will this be the year that I grow

The year that I'm finally freed


That would be nice



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