What is it that you've been doing?
Please say it.
Share this.
I'm not everybody's foolish girl,
though I might seem.
I'm me, and that's my gem.
I'm myself, it is a gift.
Being who I am feels like a blessing.
Service.
To only be.
I need not apologize.
I lost it,
but now I gain it.
This mind is mine,
and so then...
I can comprehend more than you think.
I understand what you're like,
and why I will.
I have great habits,
don't worry about it.
Back again.
Just tell me.
I'd rather know
that be left
with all those doubts.
In my own head
it's all a mess;
my trembling heart
doesn't know what is best.
But I do.
(Inspired by a song)
YOU ARE READING
Poemas para los poetas sin poesía
PoetryPoemas para todos aquellos que son poetas de la vida, de la vida o de la prosa. Y poemas para todos los poetas que se han perdido entre versos sin encontrar la magia poética.
