People expect too much from something that can go either way
The road splits in two
And maybe even 4 if your mind has the desire to take other routes
Nobody ever finds true love
It is built with our humanity
It is built from nature
It is built with joy
And even though I don't say many serious things
I know you don't know I know the things you never would've thought I knew
But I do, and the gift isn't given, it is lived
Before my smile, I had to walk miles in denial
I am free from that now
But I still have scars on my wrist
And I know you can barely see, but I'm free
And I know I don't make much sense to you, but that's why I write
That's why I spend hours being mindful on life
That's why I cry
That's why I smile
That's why I think about death
That's why I think about surviving
And accepting makes me fear less
Enjoying makes me neglect less
Showing enthusiasm makes me live the dreams I never seemed to reach even in my sleep
I haven't posted on this website in a while
I'm not really sorry, I just am
Literally, just am
People on Twitter won't get that part
I'm talking about Hellopoetry.com
It's 1/4 passed 12
And this is me trying to write poetry
Don't tell me what you think of this poem
Just read
And go on with the life that was given to you
This
Is
Bitter
Honesty