I have this odd aspect about me,
many may not believe.
I dream of the future yet to be seen.
I do not mean of college and jobs.
I mean the raw reality of a random time,
a random day,
a random week,
a random year.
Before last year, I didn't think much about it,
coinsidences
among the stars
or maybe just in the
depth of my mind.
Awaken to the oddities around you all.
A girl has finally stepped out of her shell,
yet still hostile.
A protective wolf,
trapped within the confines of society.
A slinking panther,
never trusting these foolish humans.
Yet she can be tamed,
she can calm down.
Resistance is her shield though.
I will not lay
down upon the grounds of
defeat.
I will fight until my last
dying breath.
As long as there is
something,
anything
worth fighting for,
I will.
I am undetered by
slurs
or insults,
braggarts
or brats.
I am a titanium sheild,
dents and scrapes,
but never breaking.
Still attached to shackles,
bound to the restrictions
that soceity loves to
bind us to.
I am a fighter,
at the same time,
a double ended blade.
I can repel the attackers,
remind my allies who is in control,
just to realize once more,
I am alone.
Only the strongest
will remain
by my side,
unafflicted by my words.
The only one who always be by my side,
is myself.
I view the world
from an outside perch.
Still understanding
I'm human,
but stating our fatal flaws.
Predictability and ignorance,
I am no different,
but my eyes are open!
I'm not as Oblivious
as the rest.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of the (not-so) Heartless
PoetryOriginal poems by a girl torn apart by other people and herself just trying to survive in this thing we call Society.