Why?
Why are you so perfect?
Got all these grammar words that are so straight forward
How?
How are so flawless
Not making one mistake
But making us want to break
What?
What is causing this insanity to role inside my head?
Who?
Who is causing this insanity to make me not want to get out of bed?
When?
When will this ever end?
Where?
Where is this all coming from?
You have us filled with so many words
A vocabulary that should not even be heard
For you are just merely just a subject
A subject that I should despise
But have me ever so callow
Making me a coward
You make us research
You make us analyze
Even our surroundings
You make us argue against one another
A debate
I suppose
Writing
Analyzing
Every situation
With of course some restrictions
It's amazing what you do
However,
You are just this thing
This subject
That make us think
So how long?
How long will it take?
How long will it take to make you go away?
You are fun—
Amazing
But I am quite scared
I need you to go away
Be free little subject, right?
I don't need you
Nor do you need me
So, let's part ways
But that's not what you want
That's not how you going to leave
For you will always stay, hmmm?
Because at the end of the day
You need me
Just as much as I need you
YOU ARE READING
Obstacles
PoesíaObstacles is a collections of poems set in a order that tells a story about about how and what I went through during my freshman year all the way up to my senior year of high school. It has the sole purpose to inspire, explain, understand, and to be...
