Pikture Perfekt
I wasn’t smiling in the picture I see…unfortunately
Possibly, due to the trauma in the past tremendously
I’m feeling my way through the crowd of people
I’m as unstable as a cheap, wooden table
I’m not picture perfect,
But I try to be optimistic, which is epic
I feel negativity’s effect
Put on your positive lens and drop the ones that are pessimistic
Thoughts and triggers drive my emotions
Trying to rationalize everything in these dark times
My eyes are as deep as many oceans
I’m as priceless and precious as Nursery Rhymes with a billion dimes
I don’t want to be a burden to you again and again
I don’t want to be abandoned and like a bear in his den
I don’t want to waste away my youth and childhood
I’m sick and tired of being misunderstood in my neighborhood
Loneliness and insecurities clings on to me like a monkey on a branch
I’m feeling like a secluded cow on a fenced-in ranch
I’m afraid of opening up to someone and instead, bottle it up inside
I’m going along with life’s bumpy ride when you’re abiding by my side
I snap a photo of my beloved memories and deep allegories
Seize the moment and be like the blessed breeze at ease please
I write my letter to a compassionate friend
I will always love you until the very end
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2017
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