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Nov 2019
How can I not know who I am
but know exactly what my soul stands for
How can I hate but love so deeply from the core
Laugh and giggle bright eyed
but hide the tears each day cried
Judge others oh so quick
but be empathic knowing that’s just what makes them tick
So perfectly a perfectionist
But so naturally imperfect
Always searching to whether it’s worth it
All this pain and confusion each day brings
In the end will make my heart sing
Songs of joy and make my soul survive
To feel is to be alive
Written by
Honey-Moon  24/F/UK
(24/F/UK)   
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