You said a while ago that you're already tired.
You're tired of waiting for me.
You're tired of wanting me.
Maybe you're tired understanding me or maybe you didn't even really understand me, at all.
I know.
I understand what you feel.
I do sometimes give up on myself.
I give up understanding my own mind.
I don't really have the time where I do understand myself.
It's hard you know, finding who I truly am.
It's hard coping with myself who wants to be perfect.
Every single day I have a hard time.
And I truly understand if you're already tired.
Tired of waiting me for I don't know when will I truly became my own Me.
You know, I'm not who you see me from everyday life.
I'm not what I act when I'm with you.
I'm not ME!
And maybe it's a way for you and me, to avoid from getting hurt, if early as it is, you'll turn your back at me.
And I'm going to do, with all my might, to push you away from me.
To save you from my devastated world.
To save you from the demon within me.
To save you, who might be eaten up, by the evil side of me.
And I tell you, it's okay if you're tired of me.
I understand.
It's just that, I assume that you're the one I'm waiting, to save Me.
To protect me from my own self.
It just turns out, you aren't.
And I'm a bit disappointed, because I really thought you might be The One.
But then I guess, I'll just go back to my cage and wait for the others to find me again.
If there's stillcoming...
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Cries at Midnight
Poetry[Highest Rank: #2 in Poems, #1 in Lyric] Collection of Poetries and Prose. I wonder why most people write when they were sad, broken, frustrated, mad, and not when they were at their happiest moment. Then I realized, maybe it's because whenever w...
