A Book Unwritten

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I am not a book meant to be read or researched
Searching is meant for those who are looking
To be liked for something I'm not is not being liked at all
My only demise will be pretending to have it all together
 
I will never know it all, I will continue to search for answers in the church
The steeple with all of the people making me come unglued and unhooked
Although my chin is high my head is heavy from the pain of my tears that fall 
I am strong and honest rather I whether the weather or not 
 
To the naked eye I am pressed and primped to perfection
Perfected by the gates of expectations and regulations 
That bound my hands and feet to ridicule and disappointment  
Creating a false impersonation of who I am and who I am not 
 
I am the good and the bad in the yin and the yang meant to deflect 
from the traditional standards no matter the deprecation 
I refuse to become submissive to societies standards 
Unrealistic and unattainable, I will create my own path less traveled  
 
I am not the straight A's and perfect GPA
Nor was I born to be the athlete with the six pack and guns
That are used instead of words well written with thought and feeling
Feelings being felt without thinking of the consequences 
 
Im not the time on the clock tick tock it wont stop clicking but I know I'm okay 
The inevitable is unavoidable only affected by the choices that are made on the run
with adrenaline and anger that continues reeling 
I do not build to keep others out I put up fences to see who is strong enough to break them down 
 
I am the star in the sky keeping everyones hopes up
Shining just bright enough for you to see the end of the tunnel
The crutch that you lean on when you think things can't get worse and then they do 
Being the shoulder you cry on when the world comes tumbling down around you
 
I am painted with straightened hair and makeup awaiting my closeup
A smile on my face not afraid to admit when Im wrong after all is said and done 
Having enough courage to search for the truth, curiosity kills the cat depending on your point of view 
I will always be true to who I am after all I have made it through 
 
I am not a book meant to be read or researched
Searching is meant for those who are looking
To be liked for something I'm not is not being liked at all
My only demise will be pretending to have it all together 
 
 
 
 
 
This poem is about: 
Me
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