I have them snapping their fingers
To something stupid I wrote
A combination of words and ink
As I attempted to cope
It surprises me that so much people in society
Want me to succeed
But in reality all I keep hearing
Is "Don't you dare forget about me!"
The weight has filled my body with anxiety
At night I have nightmares so I don't even sleep
Seems like everyone wants a piece
Maybe that's why I'm feeling so empty?
Maybe that's why thoughts are racing through my mind
As I keep on digging, searching for something
Worthy to find
Lots of time
Required to complete the task assigned
Goosebumps on my skin and tingling in my spine
I'm complicated...
Nothing more, nothing less
Painting images with words
To let these things off my chest
So many give me compliments like how I'm "unique"
But whenever I go stage it seems like they're draining me
Of my energy
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Forest (Wattys2016)
PoetryMy life is like walking on tightropes Over sweltering volcanoes With no safety nets...