So many choices I sometimes just do nothing.
The same maroon 5 song has played 40 times on repeat.
Subconsciously humming the song and tapping my feat.
Too cold to go on a walk, and all my #2's are broken.
No friends wanna talk, theyre all together without me.
My phone buzzes, and I wish I could talk with Groupon, they seem to always be contacting me.
But I pick up my phone and watch a cute video.
Listen to a love song and belt out the chorus, the lyrics hitting me deep.
I wish I had someone to relay these ed sheeran lyrics to.
A text. Could it be her?? "Wrong number".
Well ****. Time to watch netflix

Why are either of us writing poetry right now?

You do your best for others, to make them happy.
And most of the time they could care less, and continue to gloat about themselves.
So don't do things for others.
Do it for you.
You deserve to feel accomplished and be happy with yourself.
You are making progress and if others don't appreciate your journey, they shouldn't be apart of it.

But what of the young girl
Confused and clear minded?
She'd all but given it her all
Gave the world all she had to give,
Conforming to society's
Ideals ,
Tried as she might,
But never enough.

Until she had enough.
She shattered the glass walls surrounding her,
Broke through amidst all the fumes
And the heartbreak,
Escaping into the sullen night.
Now she runs
Sprinting delicately through the dark,
Tendrils of light illuminating through her dashes
Never stopping for anyone or anything.
Nothing stops her,
Nor does she stop for anything.
She is all alone,
Taking comfort with the other shadows.
But that's all she needs
All she cares about.

Let nothing stop her
From loving
And daring to be
Herself.

Pictures of dead people I know
are smiling and are so full of life
hanging on my wall
reminding me
to seize this day,
because it's not cliche,
and it won't come again.

If I dont want something to happen
Ill make it happen,
Because if there's a chance of it happening,
And it does happen
I want it to be because of me.