Just Life In General.

by Beautifully Broken..*   Jan 7, 2011


I felt some inspiration,
thought I'd lay down a few lines,
before it disappears,
and I run out of spare time.

Sometimes I don't know who I am anymore,
if this is really the life for me,
struggling between who I think I am,
and who I think I want to be.

But thinking is just thinking,
it's not knowing for sure,
I'm stuck in the middle,
between intelligence and a derr.

Sometimes I look into his eyes,
and I look down at the ring,
and I the thought crosses my mind,
that this cant be everything.

There's got to be something more,
maybe it's just in my head,
but I dream of weak knees,
like in the fairy tales we read.

I go to school for hair,
but is it really my thing?
Or should I choose another obstacle,
and see what it brings?

I miss my high school friends,
and my old high school life,
where we got drunk, went to parties,
and stayed out all night.

I miss being single,
but really its the freedom part I miss the most,
no one to tell me,
what I'll do and what I won't.

I wonder if this is normal,
to be having all these thoughts,
I try to push them out of my head,
but a thoughtless person I am not.

I guess I'm kind of boring,
I don't like to do much,
I don't ever have the time,
but I do keep in touch.

Everyone is moving forward,
you know that kind of deal?
Where you watch them walk past,
and your standing still?

Maybe I'll join them,
or maybe I'll do neither.
It's okay not to understand any of this,
I don't think I do either.

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