I tend to overthink too much
Each thought that plays reruns in my head
Keeps me on the brink of insanity
My mom always says I'm carrying a frown
Asks why I'm so sad all the time
I never tell her the truth
Just a simple reply of "I'm fine"
But I think rounds and rounds of a situation I could've done better in.
I think about the words I wanted to say and didn't
I beg the grounds of luck to give me a do-over
Because this time I would do better
I have a tendency to bottle up and freeze myself
around new people.
It feels like the forbidden fruit of being able to me is forever hidden
But who knows,
Maybe one day I'll get up one day
And
Be able to be the better me I want to be.
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And I Wonder ~ Poetry by Nick
PoetryJust a bunch of poems/quotes/etc that I've written over the past few months! i was going to wait for the year to end but instead i want to make this a work in progress poetry book as i write along! enjoy!
