I’ve been alone in my room
Time seems to have me doomed
My motive’s motor is running on fumes
All those dreams I once pursued
My success is long over due
Star in the sky, let me get as old as you
But allow me to retain my youth
It is then I see my dependency
That will soon be the end of me
Destroying my entity
Keeping me from what I was meant to be
Reality is my fallacy
It is that scary mask on Halloween
I’m overtaken by my own pride
I’m pursue my dreams ‘til I die
Once dead, I’m going ahead and pass it on,
So the kid, who receives the dream, lives on
So everyone listen up,
I just want to see who gives a fuck
Depends on the matter, I’m giving up
But you? I never will
Not the angel I see from my window sill
You have understand I’m trapped
I want to get lost at the depths of my sight
I have no direction, I wish I had a map
if I have to use the last ounce of my might
I will achieve what I set out to do
My America, I can’t live without you
I’m at the point where these walls will crumble
I might stumble or fumble
I’m inching towards that light at the end of the tunnel
I feel the weight of the whole continent
Yet they are the ones who carry my conscience and
I’m going to break barriers
Layers, Layers, after layers
Of ignorance and arrogance
Bliss of some bullshit
A person of one country can’t be “American”
But all those who live between opposite tips
We are worth it to be livin’
This might be an ode to end Capitalism
As we know it
Realization of my emotions
1 comment:
Good poem =0 ), i still don't appreciate bad words... How about you write a poem without using I, i mean it can still be about you and your feelings but you can tell from a more distant perspective like the third person maybe. Just a thought, keep writing C:
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