I see the others
With bodies like a Spartan
With their mind more open
With their heart less broken
Their future more woven
Their wings less withered then mine
Their speech more in line
Could woo you at any time
Could take care of you when your cryin
Always feel like they're better then me
Could speak mountains bigger then me
I want to hide, I don't want you to see
The big and little flaws in me
Oh let me make the flame burn right
What if another comes that burns more bright
I couldn't even imagine that sight
Of you going to another light
Its all just paranoia in my head
But I can't help but lay in this bed
And indulge everything I'm fed
By my mind.
Looking at this mirror
To spot this beauty you claim to see
While the others fly higher then me
Just want to set my mind free
From these chains of sabotage
To free my brain
From the jealous train
Take the next stop
And never get back on again
Free my wings
From my own expectations
But I don't even try
So what's the point
Oh my flame
Ill try not disappoint
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Life, Death & Everything in Between
PoetryA book full of poems I have written about anything and everything I can think of writing about. There is no set genre it can be about something as insignificant as a bridge to something as relatable as heartbreak. Hope you enjoy
