People tell me

Genetically cursed or just too exposed to the world?

I'm done living my life feeling like it's a curse

Pain is making me act like an imposter 

I tie one end of a rope when I'm under pressure

My prison got four walls and people tell me don't pay attention

But how can they know when they can open their window?

And I can barely catch a breeze, so I listen to melodies

I get exposed by the real me, this is why I'm writing this poetry

I never pray down on my knees when the world got me mourning

My sensitivity hugs negativity into an explosion of brutality

I can't believe a presence bigger than me, would be willing to listen to this

I cherish real things and I hope I can be given some mercy

I'm nobody but a piece of meat with the ground glued to my feet

Everything's upside down but people tell me it's all about perspective

How can they know when they all can see the rainbow?

And I see the sky beneath my feet, I lose all sense of gravity

The sun is burning and I've never learned to walk through fire

People say grow up, didn't you know life was wrapped up with barbed wire?

So I try to act tough but I'm only a liar

I wish I could be grey and looking to retire

This is my darkest hour, here appears a magnifiying glass

I look for things bigger than me, a new adventure ahead of me

So I get on this boat without a boarding pass

All I'm looking for is a beach and some palm trees

I left my never ending dark road and put on a laughing gas

Even if I know I'll always feel uneasy

Even when I know it's some fake s**t

I can't give up hope even on board of the Titanic

I'm not scared of hitting an iceberg 

Not if it means I'd be flying like a bird

Reviews

[Dr. YumnaKay]

This is a really deep composition, full of sorrows one feels at some time of life. Excellent portraying of emotions here.

[Lana]

Thank you!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You are welcome ☺