I want to be great
But you keep me delayed

Disgusted
By the truth
Of escaping
My youth

But maybe
surprises
in the future
may arise
And maybe I
will be walking again
in paradise

gluing life together
using poetry for that matter

I felt lost
Left alone
My mind began to rattle
when it grew.
It became a so-called 'puberty brain'.
Doubt came up in every vein
It said 'hello' to the 'happiness reign'
and defeated it.
And I felt left alone
having a dialogue
with my separated brain.

Hidden information
Stuck in my head

I do not get it out because the chaos takes the lead.
Get a half understanding and a laugh to please
I want to give you whole but I don't know what that means.

I could tell you what is
You would hear
I could show you what is
You would see
I could let you feel what is
You would feel
But with the right combination of sensation
You would be maybe deeper touched
You would maybe understand