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Steven Forrester Sep 2019
I have a question
For my friends
Of single perspective
I've been pensive
And holding my thoughts
To my chest
Always neglected
I'm not even second best
If I had the choice
I'd raise my voice
And scream up to the heavens
Why am I not good enough?
Why do I
Get left behind
Like some forgotten toy
Am I meant to constantly
Be ignored?
Ripped up?
Thrown away?
Destroyed?
What's so wrong with me?
I think I'm ugly
And 15 people disagree
And of those 15 people
Not a one would actually
spend time with me
Then I think
It's gotta be my teeth right?
But no,
Because I've seen them with worse
So is it my personality?
Yeah I have issues
But most of them I deal with on my own
Am I too quiet?
Too shy?
Is that why I'm always alone?
**** man
I just don't know any more
Maybe I'm just bore
No
that's not the case
Maybe my time is just fun to waste
God this feeling has me on the floor
I'm screaming
To my ceiling
What the **** did you tell me you liked me for??
Steven Forrester Sep 2020
Is this real life?
Or is it just another dream
This one is different
This one is powerful
As breathtaking as a miracle
Like a lake
Calm and serene
Is this really what it seems?
Life is confusing
Producing
Curiosity
Reciprocity
Important and given
That smile melting away the madness
Wondrous and willful
Whimsically wearing down my walls
Driving me wild
With it's mild
Wickedness
But I digress
Not sure what this means
Still seems like a dream
But I realize
This is reality
And I'm pretty stoked...
For Vanessa
Win
Steven Forrester Feb 2023
Win
Sure footed
And silent
Fervently flirting
Flitting feverishly
Forgetful
And fumbling
In to subtlety
Resounding this resonance
Responsibly rectified
Raucous
Is the laughter in my mind
Astonishing
Is seems
Lost in mushroom dreams
Threads laid bare
Bursting their seams
Wily and wicked
While woefully wrecked
In a witches eye
Curses
And verses
Vindicated in Victory

I. WILL. WIN.
Steven Forrester Mar 2012
I guess
The world is harsh
I guess
I'm just not nice enough
I guess
I'm just a *******
All these things I guess
All because you told me so
But check it
This is what I know
I'm awesome
I'm ****
I'm winning in life
Y'all just messy
I'm a one of a kind
And I'm hard to find
I'm writing this rhyme
Just to waste some time
And relax my mind
Can you see that line?
Yeah you crossed it
Cause you lost it
Sent it to prison and salad tossed it
I'm nauseous
Every time I think
About your exsistence
It's a resistance
Electrical in nature
Sudden like the rapture
Painful as a fracture
I write my own crimson letter
Cause in the end,
I'll always be better
Steven Forrester Jul 2019
I think of you
Way more than I should,
But in this case;
I have to.
Because my voice
Doesn't do me any good
I wish it could
Oh I wish it would
Wishful thinking
From just an inkling
Of attention from you
I'm a distant guy
Quiet
And shy
But I can't hide
That deep inside
I find
No other has lit my soul
On fire
This desire
I feel is coming to a head
I look ahead
And wonder
My heart drops
Derailed by this dread
I ponder
Your energy
It just...
It brings me to my knees
And I feel weak
Powerless
I can't contain this much longer
With every day
Every word
Every single
Little smile
This feeling grows stronger
At first
I thought
Mere infatuation
But your presence is nuclear
And I bask in your radiation
You're an inspiration
For this dedication
Generations
Could not stop this
War torn
Burned
Scorned
Two souls
Terribly Tormented
To totality
Tediously Traveling
Tempest tossed terror
Just to find
Each other
The air around you
Cold
But inviting
Icy
But not biting
I stand and wait
As my breath abates
Taking in this winter chill
Before my eyes
Flecks of snow
Intricate crystal
A blizzard
Terrifying and blissful
Serene
The only thing that makes sense
But I have to hold back
Patience,
Steven,
Patience......
Steven Forrester Sep 2012
Rain
The pain
Some say
I'm insane
Living in a fast lane
It's a fast break
To take away the blame
My shame
Is not the same
Today
So say
What you want
And taunt
The dragon
**** the flagon
And jump back on
Because a bull may buck
And the scorpion's no luck
For anyone
But her

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