Sometimes It Sucks Being Me
Sometimes it sucks being me
Destiny staring me straight in the face
Senses are stirring on high
Watching my steps that I cannot retrace
Silhouettes form in my eye
Careful is something I must try to be
Though in my heart I resist
When someone wonderful stands before me
Something inside will insist
Never have I seen such beauty before
Eyes made of chocolate cream
A smile that shimmers like stardust so pure
I must be lost in a dream
Wondering if I should say how I feel
Mention these thoughts that I bear
Holding emotions, afraid to reveal
Not sure if she’ll even care
But I’m too nervous, I can’t speak a word
Tongue tied in knots oh so tight
Sweating profusely, it’s kind of absurd
Not sure what’s wrong or what’s right
Oh well, I guess I’ll just move on my way
Leaving the unknown to be
Keep to myself things that I’d like to say
Sometimes it sucks being me
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2018
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