Hazy, hazy, hazy
Everywhere I turn, it's hazy
I can't remember the faces
Or the names
But I remember the feelings
The friendships
The trust
But I was too young to cherish it all
Only a toddler in a grown up world
Only a kid who wanted to go play
A little girl who wanted to be one of the guys
The names were never very important
I could just walk up and say something
What would I say?
The words are gibberish
The faces are a blur
The moments that most likely made who I am
All hazy
Just hazy, hazy, hazy
Always the best parts are hazy
Even now, the best things are hazy
How I started writing
How I started talking to my friends
All hazy like smoke
But the moments of fear or pain
How I was overwhelmed by sadness
How I made one mistake to lead to the end
All clear like water
"Brain does it for survival"
I'll flow with that for two seconds
I'll pretend that has to be the case
What my brain does it because of fear
Fear of sadness
Having lost those friendships
Having lost that trust
Having lost myself
What if my brain is making my memories hazy
To just make my feelings hazy?
Everything
Hazy, hazy, hazy
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Book Of Poems
ŞiirStarted writing poems on Tumblr, decided to put them all into a book on here. :) For those that were requested on tumblr and on here, it will say at the top that it was requested. If there is no indication, then I wrote it with a request. :) Some of...
