Tears always seem to threaten me,
Suffocating my throat
And blurring my vision,
At any significant contact
From blood relative
That mean so much,
but say so little.
Anger always seems to boil in my stomach,
Shutting my lips and hiding
To protect the innocent
From the pent up fury inside me,
From years of nomad living and confusing situations
That I was never old enough to understand.
Sadness always seems to rest in a cloud
Above my head
When I understand that I am finally old enough
To hear the forbidden,
For it squeezes my beating heart
Until it pounds so fast
That I begin to wonder
If I have gone mad,
And I see that I have.
Loneliness seems to be the only place
To wallow in my problems,
Because the world is tired of hearing the same old thing
And I am tired of repeating it,
But it is hard to change
In name of a solution.
Sincerity seems to be limited
To flattering words and convenient times,
But falls upon deaf ears when it is time
To face a harsh reality;
And you know the truth is
The elephant in everybody's hearts,
But everybody likes sincere words
Because they are comforting lies.
Time seems to fly by in seconds
But people do not realize
They live far longer than most on earth;
Far more privileged with exquisite emotions
Unknown to other living things;
Still, time is one of the most feared concepts
Because we never know how much we need
And are not really sure how much we want.