When everything around me fades to black and I feel like I can't see any more,
will you be there by my side to hold my hand and say that it's all going to be fine?
Will you tell me to close my eyes, to take a breath in and let it go,
that this isn't real, I'm overthinking and it's all just happening in my mind?
Will you leave me as well, just like everybody else seems to do,
never looking back, forgetting what we had and will you move on
to better things, that have the courage to whisper I love you too?
It's all right, trust me I'm used to it now, the pain is just another thorn
that sticks in my side, just another continuous dull ache,
a constant reminder that I'll always have something lacking,
but it's okay, I'm stronger than you think, trust me, this is something I can take,
my heart's been broken too much and will keep on cracking.
There's no one, but me who can put me back together,
these pieces of me will keep on breaking and remoulding,
into a beautiful mess, into crazy patterns so that one day I'll be better.
but never enough for you, cos you're always looking
for something, for someone normal, stable and free
but I'm sorry buddy if that's what you want
trust me, that girl for sure ain't gonna be me.
Just let me go before this becomes too hard.
I wish i could let the past go, and stop blaming myself
for things that are out of my control
but trust me no one understands, there's no one I can tell
about what's on my mind, the thoughts that churn inside, so I build a wall
no emotions, just actions and words,
the smile on my face and the twinkle in my eyes,
don't get to close, too attached cos my tongue can cut like a sword
and trust me I really don't want to make you cry.
When you were with me you got glimpses of who I am,
and trust me I know you were scared of my thoughts
you treated me like a baby in a fucking pram
except for the times when we fought.
Why should I satisfy your expectations, why should I try to change?
Why should I be like the majority and not change the status quo?
You should have known that I'm pretty strange,
so if you want me to be someone else, just let me go.
Ultimately it's my life, my body and my choice,
Why should I let you decide for me and tell me what to think
because trust me if you had been given prior notice
about who I was you would have disappeared so quick.
This is coming from the bottom of my heart,
I wish you could try to understand that I'm not the same
like other girls, trust me I'm worlds apart
I'm wild, floating in the wind and I'll not be tamed
I won't bow down to what society thinks even if I care what people think
I have my own path and so many things I want to do
so don't hold me back, let me climb the mountain, let me go the brink
let me jump, let me go, just trust in me and let me yell "fuck you".
YOU ARE READING
pathetic poetry.
RandomThis book is updated when I feel inspired, or full of words that I need to put out. It's a diary/rant/patheticexcuseforpoetry. Sometimes I like what I write but mostly it doesn't even make sense to me. But nonsense is the best sense.
