I Am Poem

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I am a social butterfly with a damaged mind

I wonder about lives outside my own and life after this one is done

I hear yelling and fighting with my music blaring trying to stay away

I see fluffy cats curled in little balls

I want to be a famous artist

I am a social butterfly with a damaged mind

I pretend to be what I am not

I feel shaky and afraid

I touch others who need a friend

I worry about people and the way they see me

I cry at the scale, numbers never small enough

I am a social butterfly with a damaged mind

I understand more things than I should

I say lies and hide behind them

I dream of one day finding love

I try to make others happy

I hope to one day be able to touch the clouds

I am a social butterfly with a damaged mind

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