I've been misunderstood,
I've been thrown around like a rag doll,
Do I even have an identity,
or I have I lost it allSpat out like chewing gum,
I've been messed around like an object
They just need someone to criticize,
and they have got me as a subjectI've had words coming my way,
to burn me and skin me alive
It's like failing to swim back up,
after a deep,long diveTo see a hole forming in my heart,
it's people's art they too much admire
for them it's all fun,
but the consequences are direThey think they have such power,
to force me to lose myself,
and lose everyone else surrounding me,
But I won't fade away,
I'll keep a confident stepIn the shining hour,
the curtain call shall ring for me
The red silk climbing up above,
to reveal me and my vulnerabilityI won't be nervous when I'm the star,
I won't run off the stage
I will be prepared for the worst,
my courage fed by my inner rageAs the clock chimes each minute,
I'll continue to aspire
The show must go on,
and so will my scorching fire...
Author's Note:
Yet another co-written song with smokeupthe-moon . Again the central idea and the basic poem is hers which as been edited and refined by me. I added some lines and did some small edits. I can never get enough of writing with her because it's always new and very interesting. Always a pleasure :)
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