#16
A C u r s e
[ Free Verse ]
Like others, there's something wrong with me
something you might not easily see
but beneath smiles so sweet
and the laughs filled with glee
there's something I'm hiding inside me
Always walking beside is a curse;
if I keep it too long, I might burst,
so I sing it in a verse,
it's complicatedly diverse
I don't know; I just really feel worse.
Whenever I feel this, I turn sad,
and don't cheer me up; I'll feel bad.
Rememb'ring things I should've had
when I was just a wee lad --
Wait - erase... Am I turning mad?
Why can't the vile past just leave me be?
why does it continue to haunt me?
when the thing I only
just want is to be happy,
all crash down.
Can I really be free?