Being Me
Why did God have to make my brain so crazy?
The things I think are so insanely,
It interferes with my life daily.
I didn't ask to be this way, am I unique?
If I could change the things I think,
I'd do it with one blink.
I am who I am, why on earth cant I breathe?
There's a reason for everything,
in this I believe.
Why must I have to go through life this way?
I try and try but I'm just not okay.
If you could see life through my eyes,
It's very disturbing with no reason why.
Copyright © Jodi Smith | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment