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Oct 2017
Was I irrelevant?
Or was I being honest?
Did I become a servant?
Or have I agreed to be taken advantage of?

Am I that odd?
Or I'm just totally different?
Have they heard those words before?
Or they just don't want to listen?

Did I grow to beg?
Or I'm just a pathetic pleaser?
Do I approve my dislikes?
Or did I simply became bitter?

Do people give me a definition?
Or I'm just stuck with a temporary guess?
Am I still walking in the path of my own ordinary obstacles?
Or never, have I ever kept entering the shadows of being a complete mess?

Who do you think you are and who do you think I am?
Tell me, darling, am I some kind of a lost gem?
I need to find my peace and a place to be,
Because these questions are still haunting me.
Questions, blah, blah, blah...
Galbraith Frase
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Galbraith Frase  16/F/Hopeless Fountain Kingdom
(16/F/Hopeless Fountain Kingdom)   
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