A Box In the Middle of a World of Chaos

everybody has problems
we all have choices inside and out
everyone walks the floors over something or someone from time to time
then there is me....who says 'i don't know'
then here i come....saying 'where do i go'
not a friend in sight
not a family member to turn to
i realize that i am alone and the reality of it will always burn through
it is just the way it is
i am now a maze runner with a fake smile
i am now a face stunner with a feeble gangster lean
all who knows me can easily tell i am not hard....but here i am testing the in many stated of shapely fashions
i am the one who always ends up with my ass whipped and crying in the corner....picking myself up off the floor
i am the one who will step to you again just to prove that i am all real all the time
without me knowing, i am just taking all my ******** out on you....
you just walk away from me with a look of disgust on your face and remind my brain....
....everybody has problems
we all have choices inside and out
everyone walks the floor over something or someone from time to time
then there is me....still trying to figure it all out....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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September 8, 2015 at 4:38 AM
I really like this one Chris; many would relate, and also need the reminder that we are all indeed in the same chaotic world. And dig the title ;) Have to read a poem with a title like this one!
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