when will it be my turn
to be the one for which others yearn
to be the one they fight for
to be the one they die for
when do i get to be trusted blindly
instead of being the one who falls kindly
why can't i be the one they fall for
instead of being left with my heart sore
i'm tired of seeing them smile
while i'm sitting there in denial
but i get no chances
while they're sharing glances
so i'll just calm down
as he admires her gown
i have no clue where my inspiration for this poem came from. i just found it to be a perfect fit of words. i remain in awe of the way that words can be so beautiful, as well as so terrifying. words have such a great power, and not enough people acknowledge that fact.
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Poetryi'm writing this book to build more confidence in my writing. whenever i get frustrated or just feel an extreme emotion, i try my best to capture it with words. i might leave backstories to what caused me to write the poem, just depends on how i'm f...
