Paper
Things are written on some
Some doodle
Some reminders, of what tomorrow brings
Some take notes
Important, so it seems
Some throw away whats not needed
Some don't count this as important.
I am a sheet of paper
An experiment, "best of both worlds"
As they said
He took my hand, he wrote on it
"Mine"
I laughed, not out of the moment
Out of pure knowledge of this lie
"You're a boy in a girls body. Perfect!"
He exclaimed.
And before i knew it. I was being tossed away
I thought in your eyes i was perfect
I changed for you
I molded myself into a paper airplane
That apparently flew circles around you
Not knowing whats inside the inside fold of my head
The secret note
You never read
Some crash
Some soar
Some crumple
Some never take off
I am a piece of paper
An experiment
That's all I will ever be to someone
Like you
Because of someone like me
YOU ARE READING
Poems: Gade 12- Present Day
PoetryFrom another guy in the world, to you. Words that aren't spoken, but remain true. I hope you find comfort in my poetry too. A rusted connection to my reality, because honestly. I've lost it.
