i'm not getting any younger stupid words coming from me i'll just get older and feel as useless as i did now i'm not ready for a relationship can't do that again can't go through that pain right now but the merry go-round continues i raise my head into the sunlight too bright i squint against it and than look up and realize it was just a dream that cruelty of the subconcious looking into the mind and snickering the longer time goes... and the more i wait, the more i pick wrong another shameful chapter in my life is written another useless failure am i my chatterbox tells me the names roll off my tongue but i only know three people i have been truly in love with Danny Juan ANGEL... and so it comes to me that as my 19th birthday is three months away the more i begin to understand the longer i wait the pickier i become and the pickier i become the worse the roller coaster becomes sometimes i believe that the people around me actually care than i realize i can't trust too many people and the longer i wait to stand up and become solvent the more chance becomes that that will never happen.
Reason for writing:
you'll understand
Birth sign: Aries
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