Feeding Time
There were things I couldn’t talk about and
Now I can’t help but talk about it
What’s with all the talking around me?
Can tell they don’t know nothing about me
All they ever did was doubt me
I always had my pride but now I stand proudly
Even when I was dead lost my thoughts found me
I’m over flowing like a fountain
I know where the ground is
I’m on my way up but never forgetting what down is
My past, couldn’t get around it
Until I could define it
My future, I design it
So I never, never mind it
Just put brain matter behind it
Because everything is decided
This close to when I died and
Just in time for reviving
Silence is the sound of sirens
As long as there’s no violence
Then it’s all only violins
Got to get it how I live
But never taught how to live
But realized its
All on what you pick up from your surroundings
And not what you are surrounded in
And I understand it pulls and tugs
But never to survive or win
To surrender is a survivor’s skill
But this warrior was born of steel
So do what you say or feel
Still won’t change my will
Not knowing how to drive, still turning the wheel
Break or steer
Don’t know how far but this car gone make it there
They say I’m acting strange and weird
I don’t complain because I know they can’t compare
This language here, with the way it make them feel
If you that fake even this won’t make you real
So then they take a pill
Because when you that sick, this can only make you ill
Now they want to make a negotiate and make a deal
When all I am saying is don’t use me to make a meal
Copyright © Lauren Patton | Year Posted 2011
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