Poetry

 

Silenced

Why is my voice turned into a silent meow?

I don’t know

Why can’t it be a roar just like a lioness?

Because it’s disrespectful to raise your voice and opinions

There’s no room for democracy in your monochrome world

There’s only room for silence

A tense suffocating silence that wasn’t meant to be there

I used to have this beautiful voice that could bounce off the walls like an echo.

It caused an encore

But now it’s turned to dust that settles on the ground

Why should my voice be low and even?

It needs to be loud and proud like the lines of a song on a summers day

But it’s not like that anymore

You think silence is golden

I think  it’s closing in on me like the walls of a prison

Shouldn’t my views and opinions be heard?

You think not, well I’m saying yes please

I deserve to be seen and heard

 

 

Your disappointment in me

 

Expectation

I’m never going to live up to expectations that you create

I’m not supposed to be put in a mould of perfection

I’m meant to grow and improve so  I can prove you  wrong

I’m meant to face the music

Whatever obstacles you put in my path I’m ready to knock them over

I’m gonna turn into something amazing

Like a caterpillar coming out of a chrysalis

Maybe I’m not meant to save the world

I’m no superman, I’m just an ordinary person

Can’t you see I’m imperfection at ti’s finest?

I should feel like I’m one in a million, but I’m just floating in this black void of oblivion

Your expectations are too high for me to reach.

I’m never gonna be able to set the bar that high

One day I’m gonna soar across the sky like a shooting star so you can count on me

But right now I’m not a carbon copy of you…

Original and one of a kind is what I am.

So you can sign my shirt and not even get one autograph cuz you’re too good for me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Disappointment

A dark wave of disappointment drenches me

Maybe it’s the sweat from running in a thousand different directions

But I can sense it in your voice

Grow up is written all over your face

Is it a warning sign?

A sigh of annoyance escapes from your breath

You’re sick of saying the same words

They’re spinning through my head like  a CD that’s been put on a loop

Maybe you’re right

But  isn’t there no right or wrong answer in a discussion?

You think I’ve gone crazy

In your monochrome world there’s something called picture perfection

Guess what? I don’t have that

I’m just me myself and I

A strong powerful individual that can take on the world in a day or two

One day I’ll be on top of the world

But right now I’m a villainess in your world of robotic perfection

You’re a fake version of yourself

One that’s hiding behind a façade so I can’t find the real you

The one that shows their true colours

I can see the disappointment swimming in your eyes just like the tears that are swimming in mine

But there’s a line in a book that you’ll never believe

It goes like this ‘eyes are the windows to the soul’

 

 

What You Really Think

You think I’m a piece of dirt on the ground, but I’m actually a diamond in the rough

I tried to joke with you, and it turned so serious

Have I started digging a grave full of sins/mistakes?

Yes. No. Maybe so

You call me a thousand different names to rile me up.

Cuz you know I’m a ticking timb bomb of anger

You’ve taken the chance of robbing me of laughter

I’m only a hopeless broken shard of glass.

It cuts my  skin and it lets me know that I’m still living and breathing

Would you be at peace if I was no longer in the picture?

I’m like a dark cloud that hangs over your head causing you stress

I haven’t even done anything to you

I’ve just commandeered a room like a boss with my rude aura so you won’t be able to walk all over me.

You say I’m too soft, it’s true I don’t have a tough bone in my body

Guess what? I don’t care

I’m only wishing for a goofy smile that’s too big for your face or a round of applause from you all the time

I don’t need a dollar bill of approval from you but it might mean a lot if you just said ‘I like you for who you are’ instead of saying ‘change and grow into a cold and unfeeling adult’

I just want to be a fun-loving person at the end of the day.