HOW TO BE A HUMAN BEING

WHY?

I know what you're thinking

'What a great present

How great poems

But why me?'

This you may not understand

I could have bought you a camera

Instead I gave you myself

Because I know it won't change a thing

Because you're the one caring the less

I don't want anyone to worry

I don't want anyone to cry because of me

I couldn't trust someone too close to me

No matter what I say, I do want people to think I'm happy

I don't mind tearing the wall down

Only if one lets me build it back

After all, these are only poems

And this I think you will understand

Writing novels has always been a way of escaping

But I'm now tired of pretending

Tired of filling blank pages

When all I do in them is actually nothing

Not being able to write what my mouth could not speak

Words put together don't always have to make sense

It was just a way for me to hold on to life

But writing these poems I think I found who I was

Explaining my feelings has never been so easy

Almost as if the words are flowing out of me

You may think I struggle to find the rhymes

But nothing seems more natural in my mind.

I have great ambitions

I would like to leave my mark

But I live by procuration

It is now time to take off the mask

I've always felt out of place

No one has ever seen me this bare

I'm afraid my mind will be erased

I do not want my soul to fade

I may talk about suicide

The truth is I'm way too afraid to die

I may not always be remembered

But with these, my soul will live forever

I would have given you the sun

But it was way out of reach

So instead I gave you a world

And I hope it'll be a handy gift

I know I lent this to you

Though you did not ask me too

But I needed someone to make me live

And out of them all I chose you