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I stare out the window
Thinking of you
About all the things
We used to do

My reflection stares back
Somber and tired
Things drift in my head
That were once desired

I hear the rain
Pitter and patter
Thinking of things
That no longer matter

You aren't here
You're too far away
I wish you were by me
At least for today
For those who miss the ones they love
A quiet murmur
A gentle breeze
A person weaves through a crowd
With grace and ease

A silent breath
A sinister shuffle
A person follows behind
With intent to start a scuffle

A whispered word
A silent exclamation
A person watches
With awed fascination

A silent fight
A will of iron
A person loses focus
With the wail of a siren

A sudden scramble
A runaway
A person locks the door
With life for another day

A sigh of relief
A pounding heart
A person who has no defense
With resolution to start

A gentle breeze
A quiet whimper
A person dreams
With a voice like a whisper
For those who have voices in their heads that whisper and shout all at once
Fall is my favorite season
A prettier sight you'll never see
It would be fun to take a walk
And have you right beside me

A joyous laugh
Rings loud and clear
I makes me happy
To see you near

I love your smile
Your infallible grace
You've got beautiful eyes
In a wonderful face

Your hand slips into mine
Walking together
Hoping so desperately
That it lasts forever
This is for the special someone in your life
I wish upon a star
For a hand to hold
For someone to love
After I've grown old

I dream of a happy life
Where days go by slow
To relax in a hammock
And just go with the flow

A single night
Could change it all
A single touch
And in love we'd fall

So much fun
It makes me glad
If it were to end
I would be sad

I wish upon a star
I dare to be so bold
To ask for just one thing
A loving hand to hold
This is for the people who know what they want from their love, and those who have yet to find love.
I have been weathered
By the weight of this world
They have seen my wings
And won't allow them unfurled

I am not allowed
To be myself
They chained me down
Like a doll on a shelf

I am tired
Of being pushed around
But I cannot make
A single sound

They have taken it all
They stole my voice
I find I no longer
Have any choice

I will mold myself
As they see fit
I will no longer fight
I will no longer protest it

I will become
A perfect example
Of what this society
Gives to sample

Dolled and dressed up
Covered in lies
Showing my wings
Was my true demise

I dared to be myself
In a society of fake
What made me, me
I can no longer make

I am not unique
That much has been lost
I am a part of society
But at what cost?
I wrote this poem without much in mind, but it turned into a statement about how hard it is to be yourself in society. Be in conformity or be cast out. Be cool or be cast out.

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