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Winnalynn Wood May 2021
I’m no longer needed so why am I here?
Lingering in this judgmental sphere

Of haughty loud whispers veiled with eloquence
Trinkets of murmuring hold me on a sequin fence

Clacking heels, dramatic spiels, alcohol flowing on staircase wheels

Jolly old folks and careless times
While my worries angle upward dives

Pivotal remembrance lies in waiting sharp turns
Hidden longing like Chardonnay burns
Winnalynn Wood May 2021
I can see all our little interactions
Of me hiding my faceless attraction

Cause you never would have noticed
Even if I gave the effort to show it

Why couldn’t I ever be someone to you?
To this day I’m still wondering what to do
Winnalynn Wood May 2021
amongst the flustering frost of winter  
a seeping in my bones lifts a splinter

of icy flurries choked in refrained regret
a spiced hushed whisper i’d never forget

with a vivid sweeping spring arrives
and the twittering birdies begin to fly

where mere mortals tromp and trod
lies an untouched flower in the sod

to uncover inside wandering conclusions
the scattered blooms lost in their confusion
my take on seasons
Winnalynn Wood May 2021
be kind not because you decide

but be kind without conscious applied
Winnalynn Wood May 2021
You take me to choir and then we get to drive around
Stop by for pastries and watch the coffee grounds

And it’s autumn time and everything is turning gold
I feel warm and cozy even though it’s really cold

And I find out at school that everybody loves pretty and cool
I didn’t know that my friends could be so cruel

But you hold me and whisper it’ll be right
Those kids were only looking for a fight  

All the moments in life I’ll remember with you
Even on the days I cry and feel sad and blue
I know you love me and I love you too

And I’ll cherish every little memory
Cause one day you won’t be with me

Your warm smile in that picture frame of glass
Reminds me of things we did in a golden past
tribute to my mother
Winnalynn Wood May 2021
Yea I might of messed up today
Don’t think they’ll ever forget

Things aren’t always the same
But I need a brand new reset

If I had a shooting star to wish upon  
I’d find myself forever beyond

Past the skies of cloudy grey
Racing by every previous mistake  

Maybe I’d end up in the right end
Try to pick up a couple new friends

But everyone that I have to meet
Isn’t anything like what they seem

Why can’t I just be someone else
I’m tired of being called myself

When can what I achieve and try
Be something worthy in their eyes

I want to be seen, I want to be heard
I want the freedom to fly like a bird

I need some confidence to grasp
Every comment feels like an attack

It’s never mine and will never be on my side.
Tell me you have anxiety and feelings of worthlessness without saying it
Winnalynn Wood May 2021
If I’m not beautiful enough for you, then what am I?

If I’m not funny enough for you, then what am I?

If I’m not smart enough for you, then what am I?

If I’m not rich enough for you, then what am I?

If I’m not entertaining enough for you, then what am I?

If I’m not enough for you, then who am I?
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