My Expressions, Poetry Creations

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Life feels so trampled, even a bit bleak
Have you ever wondered why fake smiles don't blink?
They're there existing for reasons unknown,
Until you yourself feel it, then you'll be exposed.

Not here to talk about too much drama and shiz,
But understand me, and maybe you'll feel
That I too am a victim of such catastrophes and these,
Aren't reasons for me to be held back by feels.

A person who values another, and interested to fall,
Cannot be yours if you seek her all,
I must confess to you, you can't have everything
Even if it's one person who seems to want anything.

Let's be honest here, Pain exists for reasons unknown,
But if we dare find out about it, then we'll call for home,
But there's the saying that goes for show,
"Know what you're finding out, before your back's exposed."

Support, and realize, flee and scrutinize,
What has really happened for this world to betray you and I?
Haven't I been by your side? Why him and not I?
Am I not good enough for you to realize? I was right here all along, please just try...

But I can't change minds, I myself am no Ghandi
But believe me I've done my best for you to see me,
But if you choose to look at another and shoot,
I can't change that, for I don't enforce roots.

Fine... you can do as you please,
Not my word but here, don't freeze
Take it as you want, use it as your cart
Collect everythin' you can, manage it and then tell..
Is that good enough?

I promise no things, but you changed my mind
Tellin' me it ain't over, I'll stop your fright,
"It's nice to believe it might happen," you said,
And I know, I saw, because you proved it well
But without the conviction I need, or the things on fire,
What really is belief, if I can't fight for what I desire?
My wants and needs, you are these,
Maybe not entirely, but still please...

I was desperate, but now I don't know,
Maybe it's overreaction, it causes me so,
I can't fall over, help me realize
Am I really human, or twisted around in fright?

Am I scared to lose another, and deem myself a failure,
Or am I just jealous of what's goin' on, therefore in need of prayer?
Even my words struggle as I type,
I don't know if it's just me, but my pain's on flight.

Persevere...is what I must do,
Bear the pain before I'm consumed...