You Already Know

I'm not great. I'm not extraordinary, But I'm okay knowing that Just as long as you Love me For being Who I am when I'm Discovering who I am And how I cope. I don't work with metal; I don't work with wood. All I have are my words, Spoken in Hopefully, a poetic way. I speak and I speak, But when I write, In a way, Nothing gets spoken. I'm not motivational; I'm not inspirational, But as long as I Move a wistful soul From time to time, I'm good. I'm cold, Scared, Confused, But it seems I'm running out Of time And people to talk to. I want to speak With my words, but It seems only my Ranting of how I'm Stuck and lost Gets my point across. I can send your mind In a spin; Only because I am constantly spinning With overindulgences Such as Being loved And even hated. I spin from giving, And, in return, Being spun some more. Puzzles compose Every metaphor. Time- Power- Love- Effort- Trust- Life in general; Only, I tend To put pieces Where they belong, Then come to discover That, later, they grow And start to mesh. I don't know If, looking back, I'll only see me Waisting my time Or looking over What helped me through it. I couldn't tell you That everything I cherish Will be there Or even here tomorrow. The ones who understand And know more Of me than I do myself Are the ones that Keep me spinning. So, here is me speaking. I feel as if I'm looking through A narrow telescope That is covered On the other end. I see What I choose to see, But what's that to The world? They don't have the time To keep up Or slow down; Just Going their steady pace Until they find the time To waste it. I wish, I hope, I wander, But no matter Where I go, I only see That I'm finding nothing. My mind Is tired, But my emotions Are ready to fight. Bring it on; I can and Continue to take your shots. Take me- Hold me in your arms Until I'm safe And fall asleep... Maybe when I wake up I won't be scared, confused, Torn and lonely. Maybe I'll wake up and realize It was a dream and I'm safe Because you are there. I'm not great. I'm not extraordinary, But you know who I am And love me for it.