07:35 11/07/2018
in retrospect, i am unsure of whether i am the same
or if when i got lost in the maze, my mind was exchanged, and now this is who i have to bestaring at the clock, hearing the measly tick tocks
i'm aware that time is running out for me to save the world and a few people have already gone by nowit's too devastating to share your work
to a group of wolves who will attack what they choose and leave very little open to the airand by all means, i wish i could be
somewhere doing something i dreamed of instead of sitting and waiting for nothingbut in my illusive confidence
i hide behind just how shy i really am, because it's easier to live under a facadeso that's the truth untold,
though no-one will care to listen when they're in this world, for there is so much more to learnand people are only interested
in what they themselves find interesting, and others can't find their way inand people are only intrigued
by all the drama they want to see because its for free, real life personalitiesso what if my 24 minutes end too quickly
if i find myself lost on the end of the city without anyone to help mei guess, in prospect, that's all it could be
for i don't control you, and you don't control me07:44 11/07/2018
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