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Sep 2014
Somethings are noticeable
others not easily seen even by myself
sadness is eternal inside me
maybe this is who i am
The man I've grown into

What have I become?
A man who takes to heart
A teenager who let others control me
A child who never meant to do this.
And the worm who won the race
Maybe this is who I'll always be.

If I could start again
I wouldn't fail to please you
If I could start again
Maybe I wouldn't have became this man
The man who is different

I'm no king
I'm no President
Nor am I a cop
I have no power over you
Yet you controlled me to the fullest extent
Till you got bored.

In my life
I'll never loose my affection
I'll always love things
My sweet petunia flower
You'll grow old one day
Far away from me

Nothing is forever
Only change

From the blood I've shed
To the words spoken out
The blood gave life
To this soft spoken mouth
Only to be crushed by yours

I'm no king
One who has no heart to control
I'm no president
For one has no interest in limiting you
I'm no cop
I don't want to enforce my thoughts onto you

I've been bound since I can remember
From the beginning
To the last memory I've made
I can run for a long time
sooner or later i'll be cut down

I'm no drug addict
Nor an alcoholic
But I'll always be high off love
And intoxicated because of the pain
Love is part of me
As much as pain is to me

Maybe this is the kind of man I am
Maybe this is the kind of teenager I've always been
Maybe this is the kind of child I've always been
All I know is
There's no way to run away from it
I'll always be like this

Bound together
With it forever
There is no person like me
Non can compare
I believe in a brighter future
Just not a brighter present
Alejandro
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Alejandro  23/M/Houston, TX
(23/M/Houston, TX)   
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