don't even know where to start,
got all this random baggage on my chest,
unpacking, wanna spill out my whole heart,
my moods like the weather
Cant decide, switching from light minded like a feather,
To all these dark ass thoughts, on my mind about whether,
Or not to express these pains,
Or to move on n' try to gain,
something from this shit,
looks like I got it all figured out,
looks like I got a full ride out this bitch,
But I don't know the first thing about,
where to go, who to link, feel my mind switching up,
I try to a real positive bitch,
Focused mindset of being rich,
Wanna be like Caleb and fuck up the whole game,
But like you said, shit changed,
I can't do it,
I'm not feelin it,
Only thing I'm feeling is this jealousy racing through my veins,
Sitting on a pedestal while your accomplishments reigns,
It stings I must admit,
only thing going for me is school,
Sometimes it feels like shit,
I accomplish my goals but the reward I get,
doesn't really hit,
So I sit, in this room and continue with my work,
I know I can't quit,
can't be doing dumb shit,
I wanna get on a plane and take a break for a bit,
need to leave my mind at rest,
my hearts beating outta my chest,
think I'm scared to express,
Cause I'm supposed to suppress,
don't wanna seem so fuckin selfish,
but compared to you I feel so helpless,
I'm so proud but I wanna know the feeling,
My thoughts all over the place,
Y'all taking up too much space,
Bout to hit the fucking ceiling,
I just wanna feel normal,
have a hobby where you can support me,
you say you got my back but shit stings like a bee,
it's hard to explain how fucked up I am mentally,
but ima just go with the flow,
see what the waves will bring me.
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•honeypot thoughts• a book of poems
Poetryall the poems ive written compiled together. thanks for reading if you do <3 I appreciate any feedback, compliments or critiques! My art is inspired by life in and of itself. I try to create pieces based off of anything that touches me persona...
