8-20-20
For A 🖤
I ramble a lot.
On my words, I stumble.
When I walk I sometimes trip and tumble.
I'm really not that agile.
But I am quite fragile.
I care too much,
I say too much,
I want too much.
I may be big,
But I also feel big.
And I love big.
If you are hurt, I will cry.
To cheer you up I will try.
When you are down,
I'll be your clown.
All you have to do is ask.
Making you smile will be my number one task.
I wish you were mine.
But if I'd attempt to shoot my shot you'd surely decline.
You'd probably think I'm a waste of time.
Caring for you is something I know I would do best.
Honestly this poem is a mess
Yet in it are feelings I wouldn't normally confess.
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Written From The Heart; Processed by The Mind
PoetryPoems are meant to pull you in and tug at your heart strings. The poems inside may make you feel understood, loved, or completely alone. Before you read these know wholeheartedly that you are not alone. Everyone feels down from time to time. But th...
