I wrote another poem. Such a surprise right? Nope. Not at all. Here it is:
Sometimes I’m aware its happening
Other times I’m oblivious.
But regardless I’m always patient.
Biding my time
When all I actually want to do is
Scream, shout, yell.
Tell things to stop. To stay the same or go back to how they were.
I’m not ready for it.
I don’t want it.
And I’m still here;
And trying to make the best of it.
Okay, so I wrote this for so many different reasons and things and I want it to stay that way. To stay vague.
So I won’t comment on it too much or expand on my thoughts when writing it because I don’t want to take away from the beauty that it is with how it can be applied to so many specific things as well as broad and generic ideas.
Hope you enjoyed it. It felt good to get out.
Love you guys.
Stay classy and sassy like always.