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Nov 2017
everyone seems to have it all figured out
whether it's their significant other or their major
no matter where i look, they know
i feel paranoid in a world of certainty
unsteady in a world of constants
the store on the corner is always the same
the people around me are always the same
even though i'm ever changing
every day is the same for them
for me, it's a whole new world

some wish for my predicament
all i wish is to know
to know anything at all
who am i supposed to be?
what am i supposed to do?
who am i supposed to be with?
am i supposed to feel this way?
my life is a mess of "supposed to" 's
but all i want are answers
answers that start with "this is" or "you are"
no more maybes or i don't knows

the only thing i'm sure of anymore is that i'm unsure
raindrops on roses
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