• I TRY • by Phozip Poetic Skinny Bae (Pholohana Sello Vincent)

Though she always cry,
wishing she had wings to fly,

ASKING: "Why She Never Took a Chance To Try"

She Won't See The Brighter Side of Life, Even With a Knife To Cut Open,

I Wonder, as I also Ponder,
How?, She Has Distanced Far, NOT Yonder.

She has Plenty of Sad Emotions Like Coins, to Squander,

Always Sad, Mixing her Present, With The Past...

Not Knowing to Arrive Safe is to Move Slow: Her Pace was Fast,

Her Beauty Was Once Shining Like a Valuable Metal, Today it is ***** With Rust,

From The Inside To The Crust.

Possessed Like Emily Rose of the Cast,
She Never Been Happy Since her Mother Gave Birth,

Aforementioned Became Her Aftermath:

Then, she Took a Wrong Path.

Her Heart Boils With Fear,
She Has No Reason To Cheer,
Asking Herself, Why? She is Here,

Her Eye is always Wet Early in The Morning With a Sad Tear,

Difficult for her, is to Handle Pressure Like a Spear; and Bear, and Be her... -self,

She Screams, There is a Giant Hand inside Her Heart; That Tear.

She dreams, There is a Long Stick inside her brain that steer.

I try, to bring her back to reality.

I tried, to make her touch tranquility.

Not to allow, herself to be pulled down by gravity.

Little did I know, she lacks that ability,

in fact, she does not possess that capability.

She is a sad little girl...

Easy is to hear her personal problems, they make noise like a bell,

confined her like a cell,

Not knowing whether she will see the future in this kind of nature,

Looking at her Life spine fracture,

Her new look with a humiliating structure,

It is human nature, where Problems nurture,
No one is better, even when with that valuable, legal paper,

She cries out loud, with a wish to live like those she see on screen,
Bound on both her ankles' by dreams she is unable to acquire,

I try to help her, so that her dreams do not expire,
Her whole life is like living inside the fire.

She does not know the meaning of Happy.