I don't really know who I am
It's actually hard to describe
I always do my best, I do what I can
It's actually hard to remain aliveWho am I? I don't know
From where I came from
I don't know
I don't know where I'll goAll I need is to find answers
All I need is to understand
Why so much waste, hatred, anger
Why are we breaking the glass we made from sand?I have feelings
I'll write them but some are unknown
I have a lot of good feelings inside
But I'm only feeling aloneI shine like a star but I am no fire.
I sink like a rock but I am not stoned.
Maybe that's only a problem with a wire
Maybe my system is broken...Maybe I shouldn't make so much questions
Tell me something about you
Are you dying in the inside?
Stay close to me, I'm dying tooI'd walk through fire if that's the goal
But they won't give me fire, would they?
Guess they need it to burn coal
And why do they need coal, why do they?I can stay on this for this lifetime
Yet happiness is a distant memory
I need to change that, so I' ll get the answers
Here's one: happiness is what I do to meOh mirror, why can't I see myself?
Am i only darkness now?
I still have so bright on myself
Can I still change this now?I shine like a star but I am no fire.
I sink like a rock but I am not stoned.
Maybe that's only a problem with a wire
Maybe my system is broken...Yes, I'm broken, shattered to pieces
I'm planting seeds
I want peace
I'll fight for my needs!*AN*
I used to keep notes like this the months before starting writing and I remembered I have this... So I'll make poems based on those sometimes.
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Little Big Somethings
PoetryHighest rank: #15 in Snippets 02/12/2018 #36 in Poetry! 04/02/2017 Life is strange, I make it stranger. We need to enjoy the little things! They are big. Does this seem non-sense? Read the line before ;)