Look upon my shelf you see,
See a collection of random things,
Things that only to me make sense,
Sense the thing that I have made dead.
Look upon my shelf you see,
See a pile of papers lying messily,
Messily written in ink
Ink stains the writers hands,
The hands that wrote these many papers,
Papers that reveal the secrets that I'm too scared to rediscover.
Look upon my self you see,
See a pile of my mistakes,
Mistakes that cost me everything,
Everything has left
Left to teach a lesson.
Look upon my shelf you see,
My massive collection of mistakes,
Mistakes that i can’t undo,
Undo the things that will cause me to leave you.
You look upon my shelf and wonder,
Wonder what i had done wrong,
Wrong is the thing that you wonder,
Wonder the thing that you have uncovered,
Uncovered a mystery that I kept alone,
Alone was what I was before you came along.
I look upon my shelf and add,
Add another paper to the stack,
Stack the mistakes and push them deep down.
Down to the point where they pin your heart to the ground.
Look upon my shelf you see,
See the things that brought you to me,
See the things I want to be,
See all the things that are now my broken dreams…
Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 2:45 PM UTC
Look upon my shelf you see,
See a collection of random things,
Things that only to me make sense,
Sense the thing that I have made dead.
Look upon my shelf you see,
See a pile of papers lying messily,
Messily written in ink
Ink stains the writers hands,
The hands that wrote these many papers,
Papers that reveal the secrets that I'm too scared to rediscover.
Look upon my self you see,
See a pile of my mistakes,
Mistakes that cost me everything,
Everything has left
Left to teach a lesson.
Look upon my shelf you see,
My massive collection of mistakes,
Mistakes that i can’t undo,
Undo the things that will cause me to leave you.
You look upon my shelf and wonder,
Wonder what i had done wrong,
Wrong is the thing that you wonder,
Wonder the thing that you have uncovered,
Uncovered a mystery that I kept alone,
Alone was what I was before you came along.
I look upon my shelf and add,
Add another paper to the stack,
Stack the mistakes and push them deep down.
Down to the point where they pin your heart to the ground.
Look upon my shelf you see,
See the things that brought you to me,
See the things I want to be,
See all the things that are now my broken dreams…
