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1d · 15
piano lessons
I'll keep growing older
And more mediocre
As time keeps passing me by
For I've lost many skills
Of the runs and trills
I longed for all my life.

Why did I let myself atrophy?
There's plenty of reasons that it could be.
Diverted in high school, exhausted in college
The years have weathered away my knowledge.

Now here I sit, a skeleton
Of what's left of me and you.
Despite no stage, I'll turn the page
And try to learn anew.
May 23 · 54
Jenga
grasshopper May 23
I can sit here all day and it won't matter
I can be the most careful person in the world and it won't matter
But I always try to keep myself up
Even if I'm missing pieces
Even if it doesn't make sense
Even if I'm unstable
Even if I'm swaying
But just one move can ruin it all
And it doesn't matter anymore
How carefully I lined it all up
Or how many times I thought it over
Or changed my mind and found someone new
Because I was never meant to reach the sky and you brought me here knowing that
And you're going to reach for the lowest of my lows and pull and pull until it gets too much and it's all over
Even if I'm missing pieces
Even if it doesn't make sense
Even if I'm unstable
Even if I'm swaying.

— The End —