This world isn’t what it used to be.
I don’t know who I am or
Suppose to be?
But there is much for me to see.
I don’t know where to begin
Or what to plea
I just know it’s not here that I stand
Too many options but none to my plan.
What do I do to be who I am?
This life isn’t what I thought it to be.
So many options but none I can see.
I don’t know where to turn or where to stand.
Everyone I know is dead or gone away through fate at hand.
I had a grip, but now I can’t control my head.
I’m confused and scared and can’t see ahead.
I am under a veil, blurry and blind
So many options and not sure what side.
I am tired, I’m trying, I know there is a place to reside,
Not sure which direction I should explore or to hide.
I wanna be perfect, I wanna be sure
Just not sure what I need to do or how much to procure.
Please help me, I don’t know what to do. I am so tired
Angry and immature
I want to do something; it could be my cure.
I’m not sure what to do, I am so scared that I won’t find it pure.
I’m tired of anger, I’m tired of sad, I’m tired of not knowing what is good or what is bad.
I need a secure future. I’m not seeing clear right now.
Why can’t I just cradle the life I once knew. I want to feel happy and simple and sure.
My mom said I am nothing and my dad said it’s true
You have nothing we need. There is nothing for you.
My husband thinks I am giddy, crazy, and immature
Nobody knows me and I am sure no one is sure
Just what kind of person I can procure.
Without that person inside me who satisfies me. It could be more difficult,
You see
Help me feel something, help me feel sure
I don’t like the limbering that my heart is feeling sure to endure.
Ok==Please help me feel something, help my allure.
I can’t take the silence; I feel the need to conquer.
So maybe if I just remember the kid I used to be.
The true side of myself will shine free.
I used to like who I was, young and carefree.
That’s what I want and more now that I can see.
So, look out world, here I come
A walk and a sprint, maybe a run will be fun
All I know is I am coming, you see
Watch out, I am coming your way.
Lots to do and much to say.
I don’t know how I will do it,
One step at a time.
As long as I move forward
I can’t fall behind.
About the Creator
Tina Miller
I have always written. Since I can remember I have kept a diary. Now I just want to show my work.
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