(Originally started on December 5th, 2019, then finished on December 9th)
-------
left out of everything
deep, emotional,
forgotten about
or the feeling of, at best..
away from everything, everyone
and they're all away, too,
while being everywhere, all at the same time
wish they'd be close, someone
someone just alike
darker, deeper,
sadder, more aware
more aware of what's there,
what's not, what could be
if someone right came along,
someone right,
would things be different?
happier, more content?
not everyone around is wrong,
so why are they not right, yet?
questioning everything, within
too much questioning
reach out, reach out
maybe reaching out, could help
even after all this time, after all these other times of reaching,
anything is possible, almost scarily
try talking to someone else, someone new
reply to that forgotten message
go out and see the world,
and all of the people and life within
bring anxiety along and see how far they go
bring yourself along and see how good you could be,
you can be,
outside of your worries and mistakes
you can be
wish there was better people close by,
that knew past the awkward and quiet,
that's got past them
or even just someone
dreams of closeness, talkative sense
known possibilities of happier, friendship,
relationship, any
any that's good and completing
good and completing
part of what makes life worth-living, for a non-loner
someday, eventually,
there will be everything, all of those
that's what they all say..
someday, there won't be as much questioning,
wondering, empty spaces in the mind
that's what they remind..
someday, there will be best friends,
there won't be loneliness
YOU ARE READING
Forever Changing
PoetryPoetry I've written throughout 2019 and 2018, and most recently. Started on November 19th, 2018 at 2:50am-2:53am in my drafts, then finally posted on December 3rd, 2019 at 9:37pm. "I poured my aching heart into a pop song, I couldn't get the hang of...