Luhy
03-22-2008, 05:12 PM
Don't tell me that I'm perfect
You've only seen one side
You see the smilies and laughter
But you don't see all I hide
I'm a mess inside, you see
Always longing for praise
I write poems and stories
To justify the phase
I've never belonged anywhere
And everyone I love takes off
I have a strong visage
But I worry inside I'm too soft
I wonder just why I was born
Into a life of emptiness and torment
Developing such inappropriate morals
Keeping me from getting violent
I write and joke
Love and lose
All to feel loved
But fail whichever I choose
I rescued their dreams
And abandonned my own
I saved their house
I paid their loan
And yet, as the burden
I sit and ponder why
Was I born
Without my wings to fly?
I'm surrounded by anger and hate
Family and friends that go irrate
I'm waiting for my higher call
Yet all I can seem to do is fall
I lost my freedoms to restore theirs
My dreams have fallen into nightmares
I walk this lonely open road
Feeling as though I'm going to explode
Maybe I'm someone's test subject
How much pain can a human collect?
I do a good job of masking with smiles
But this road is endless
Endless for miles
This is a transitional poem, that keeps the same tone and message over time... the rhyme scheme changes on purpose too and has a meaning for why it does XP
You've only seen one side
You see the smilies and laughter
But you don't see all I hide
I'm a mess inside, you see
Always longing for praise
I write poems and stories
To justify the phase
I've never belonged anywhere
And everyone I love takes off
I have a strong visage
But I worry inside I'm too soft
I wonder just why I was born
Into a life of emptiness and torment
Developing such inappropriate morals
Keeping me from getting violent
I write and joke
Love and lose
All to feel loved
But fail whichever I choose
I rescued their dreams
And abandonned my own
I saved their house
I paid their loan
And yet, as the burden
I sit and ponder why
Was I born
Without my wings to fly?
I'm surrounded by anger and hate
Family and friends that go irrate
I'm waiting for my higher call
Yet all I can seem to do is fall
I lost my freedoms to restore theirs
My dreams have fallen into nightmares
I walk this lonely open road
Feeling as though I'm going to explode
Maybe I'm someone's test subject
How much pain can a human collect?
I do a good job of masking with smiles
But this road is endless
Endless for miles
This is a transitional poem, that keeps the same tone and message over time... the rhyme scheme changes on purpose too and has a meaning for why it does XP