The lucky onesA Poem by LanaIt seemed to be love at first sight You looked into my eyes And I didn't think much of it I am under the spell of remnants of bullying From all the boys who told me I can't do s**t That I am just too ugly I wanted you so badly I thought it was just too easy To look at you from afar And believe that one day I could afford it I'd gain riches inside of me Worth a million bucks that I could spend in Making you believe that you should be with me Only you weren't a puzzle I couldn't solve You really wanted me Me, the ugly unlucky empty jewellery box With nothing shining in it I couldn't believe my eyes My heart was crying Until everything was dying The fire was extinguised as fast as it began "No, you cannot be happy" That's what it said to me You kept touching me My crushed soul couldn't deal with it I am part of the billions of souls Who do not deserve it I thought, he has Pacino's eyes But no God in him He couldn't be the father of my child Even if my thought process went too far about it I just felt nothing We all want love Oh but not me I do not deserve it That's what it told me I always daydreamed about us walking somewhere in Italy Maybe Florence or somewhere in Sicily Holding hands, feeling your warm embrace Little things that are so foreign to me I knew it could someday be real But then the evening comes And the sun is no longer smiling It is dying and transforming Into a dusty star that is decaying And I ask the universe Please, do I deserve this? And it always tells me no I do not deserve it That's what it told me I am only just obeying No love for the crushed souls Only love for the lucky ones
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