Here are a few older poems I wrote a long while ago. Some are unfinished, but its kinda cool to actually look back at old writings and remember how I felt when I wrote them. I actually like some of it.
Who Are We Kidding?
Who are you kidding?
Hiding behind your fashioncore glasses
Put on a fissad meant for the masses
You might fool the many
but was it worth a penny
to lose the effect of your beautiful eyes
hidden so well with your fashion chique' disguise
Who are we kidding?
Wearing our masks to please a crowd
or letting ourselves be know with voices so loud
If we could only stop and see
In complete silence we'd finally be
and not a point is lost or goes unheard
with our true faces now free as a bird
Tired of Running
Patience is a virtue, or so I hear
I wait and I wait, only to fear
That I might never achieve this gift from above
I may live my whole life and never find love
Without fail or exception every time
When I have a chance to finally climb
Out of my rut, It's not too long
'til that door is shut and im writing a song
Someday, somwhere, somehow, with someone
I hope to finally end this and be done
Film on a reel
It's amazing how far you'll go
before you realize where you are
How I arrived i'll never know
But ive been here before
Like a mouse on a wheel
I'm working hard but going nowhere
like a scene on a reel
My time comes and goes in a blink
The truth is, I see the world, ever in motion
But do they see me?
What am I missing? some magic potion?
How am I invisible, can i be seen?
Monuments
I'm slipping, crawling, barely moving
Reaching for a handhold, but gripping nothing
The feeling is sharp like the cut of a knife
The feeling you get when you're sliding through life.
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