I Look For Happiness In Wrong and Right Places
Daydreamer....
Skyscraper....
I wish to be famous
In the same fortune bus
Arrogance and pride
Marrying me like a bride
I'm a bad boyfriend
And I don't mean to offend
Chillin like a villain should
I shouldn't be so lazy
I'm feeling a little hazy
Drunk off of energy
High off of being free
Trying to hold on to positivity
Let me be, negativity...my corrupted baby...
Rebellion shouldn't be my middle name
Shame on me for being so lame
Lost in a multitude
Shy with bad attitude
I drowned in frowns
I had no friends to begin with
Going through my downs
My life...I wish it was all a silly, little myth
I will not be a potty mouth
Liars are like phones that lag
My mind goes from north to south
I'm a thousand dirty little rags...I'm annoying straight individuals again...don't ever say I'm acting like a ***
Because gays, lesbians, and bisexual people are human...
And they should be treated as one
I will be a responsible adult-teen that's good
It's not good in the hood in my ghetto neighborhood
Tho...
No...
I guess I wasn't meant to be a poet
Ideas get thrown down the pit...
Again....
Frustration and vulnerability make me a victim of sham shame
Just graze in your own maze
Leave. Me. Alone.
I'm mellow-yellow anger
Red doesnt describe what I feel
Discreet like two quiet feet
I'm feeling as worthless as a fatigued whale...far away from the sun-shining shore
I want love in my shoes and more
No...I'm a temporary show
The audience doesn't care
I'll go by my own flow like a gray, white and black striped crow
I'm not gay...I'm not pansexual...I'm not bisexual...I'm not transgender...I am straight.
I'm happy with being me
No labels involved hopefully
Feeling so bleak like winter's night
Let's fight the greatest fight during divine flight tonight
I'll fly with my might
With no shame
I'm not playing my mind games
My confusion increases
My heart is shattered in pieces...
Then things get ugly...abuse is seen on TV...a thousand times and more...it's a sad earth without mercy and mirth...
I mend slowly
So lend a hand and help me be free
In sunlit glee...give birth to a heavenly mirth
I'm not in grave danger
Being me isn't stranger
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2016
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