justathought
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Sometimes, I’ll look at the skyThinking about what’s really over there. And yet why i am always looking over thereCould it be that I yearn for it?
Some people say
that they are perfect in every way,
and maybe it is true,
but not being perfect,
You ignored me for
Twelve straight hours
And waited until one
Minute
After midnight
To tell me you owed me an apology.
I forgave you , of course;
You knew I would.
I am a perfectionist
Unfortunately I can’t say
I love my imperfections
My flaws are my downfall
I can’t tell you
I love myself
I see
When in the mirror
A shame
I hear this talk
causing this idea to stalk
trying to figure out a way
i can better someone's day
i began to ponder long and hard
but everything sounds like a hallmark card
snap a glimmer of light
Good bye
Try not to cry
Long sigh
Something shatters inside
A new realization
The cycle just completed a rotation
No intentions
Little predictions
Sometimes it is a game
emotions meet your demise
for it is a poem that looks you in the eye
happiness
no longer causes madness
insanity
reality
clarity
personality
no longer
cookie cutter
writer block
is an excuse
not to express
these thoughts
thoughts i can't
control or slow down
the shoulda
the woulda
and the coulda
all together
form the million dollar
for as long as
i breathe
he wore a
uniform
lottery ticket
of death
gamble
never to be won
eight years old
invested not with
glitter
but jitters
oldest
Dear Me,
Don't you see
your problem is this
you can't forget what love is
you see him everywhere
when y'all speak you can't help but to stare
into those eyes you fell
anything you would sell
expections highly regarded
impossible if you saw it
exceptional straight a scholar
not good enough if someone tops her
people see international star dancer
she shrugs it off without answer
forgive me for all of the bad
remember me for the good
the times we felt we could never
be anything but glad
forgive me for the pain
remember me for the joy
that in the company of me
I have read
and anaylzed
this book
the stories
and lessons
my life
my decisions
aren't exactly
His vision
I believe
but I don't worship
every Sunday
when i am okay
sunny days
won't be an excuse
but a reason
when i am okay
my life
won't be a constant debate
of good or bad
when i am okay
my decisions
i am loved by little
i am wanted by all
why do you want to belittle?
watch me crumble and fall
see these beautiful tears
for she is the creator
crying over my fears
which haunt now or later
brightness
laughter in nonsense
no worries or regretfulness
a blink of an eye
three words later
darkness
weeping in shame
sadness in fears
worries and second guesses
twelve months ago
I happy
school no worries
much to go
eleven months ago
my happiness
was tested
which it passed
ten months ago
joy wasn't a want
but necessity
I am unsure if I should
Likely fear is going to control
Only if I knew your thoughts
Verses are not going to help much
Everything must be exchanged
Young kids what do we know
Do I dare
To say I care
For your emotions
Againist mine
Do I dare
To faithfully share
My love
Without return
Do I dare
To bare
My soul
With these scars
Roses are red
Violets are blue
These are the words that need to be said
When I am expressing my love to you
So are the roses still red
And are the violets true blue
When I say that the love is dead
Soft cries
Hurt lies
Outside madness
Under sadness
Lies happiness
Deep down
Never
Touched
Hated my outcome
Always disappointing
Very unlikely is success
I'm what the doctor ordered. I can fix you up no matter what you got.
I am always there for you, miles away I surround you, fall on you everyday.
