Before I sleep, I think like thisA Poem by zeeOne thought from another until there's peace.If I have got to be truly honest I'm horrible from the rest Routine bores me drastically But I go through it secretly I stripped all feelings that bind me Time has arrived To change the whole game again Went out from being what I wished I am Like fresh soil cultivated from a farm Then I thought only gravity can take me down trusting strangers seemed easy - I felt like a clown I have verbalized more words Blending lies and truth True colors do crush a heart vodka cannot soothe There's a deep danger in exploiting expectations Just the same as an obvious yet blind infatuation We've been taught the difference between you're and your Still we tend to get mistaken, what is the cure? Constantly played barbie dolls - that's when we were toddlers Became plastics with deep eye colors, Who thought that was better? Insecurity lies behind red curtains of blushes But did it do us good or only got us bad rashes? I could be tougher if I play sports The bigger guy spoke "just go pick another course!" Thinner than a stick was he on the mirror "I'm not artless, just a temporary error." Maybe I'm meant to be alone I've had mistakes I don't want to move on She has something I'd probably never have But can I assume I can be someone he can love? Or will that come never? Just let me fall asleep Maybe I'd feel better tomorrow Overthinking is my damn curse I'm carrying too much sorrow Eyes are shut, lights are down Will I wake up with a frown? The world is so cramped for me Maybe I should just go All my life I've been edgy Bare enough to give a show Then I feel it, slumber is coming Erase all events not worth remembering Try not to move my bed I'm easy to wake This is not a trick, I can easily break
But if I have got to be truly honest I could be the best, just like the rest © 2017 zeeAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on September 14, 2015 Last Updated on June 26, 2017 Tags: sleep night thoughts insecurity AuthorzeePasig City, PhilippinesAboutI escape this cramped space called world, to where unicorns can exist freely and I can stand in heaven or hell, imagining every aspect good or bad. One day I might be able to sing in a large crowd wi.. more..Writing
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