It'll be a big show
for watching my life fall apart, But you just turned around
and didn't help me get up
I wonder,
when will I go back and have a good start?
Back at it again from the scratch
For you know I do not understand a lot
of things and such.
No one asked me why I tremble and shake,
why I feel a constant ache.
They told me that hearts are fragile but
it never, ever break.
You must wear a beam of emotions
upon your skin
just like when your heart is tucked
underneath that shirt sleeves
I want an escape from reality
and have long rides with my fantasy.
I try to think of all the possible criticisms,
until it hurts and go numb
I assure you that nothing will ever go
against me.
one of the first poems I wrote last year