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Drew Worthington Poem
Life is tough
Everybody got problems
But mine seem bigger
Sometimes it feels like I can’t catch a break
Days, months, years pass without an upside
Then when one finally comes it’s not always satisfying
The good thing isn’t always worth the wait
But that’s just the way it is
They say things happen for a reason
But it’s hard to look in the future far enough to get past things
It’s hard to see the big picture
But I’m not complaining
Everybody got problems
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Sometimes I look at all the stuff I got and wonder
Maybe I’d be better off without it
I doubt it, but maybe things would be different
Maybe I wouldn’t be going through what I am now
I find myself at a loss of words
I’m trying to navigate through the twists and turns
I’m trying to stay young
“You got to get a job” says Mom
But I still want to do what I find fun
I don’t want to go to class
I don’t want to take lectures
I don’t want to be stuck indoors looking through windows at a world to explore
But it’s unattainable
For now at least
But it’s hard to wait
I just want to get out of the gates
Get going, see places, explore
But I’m stuck in a place I don’t want to be
Growing Pains
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We walk by them and judge them by their demeanor
Maybe to us they would be more appealing if they were cleaner
See we look right through their pain to the pane behind them
But we still can’t see ourselves clearly in the glass
Because these days life moves fast and the only thing that matters is capital gains
So when we don’t drop a dollar or dime for the man on the street we have no shame
Because the blame isn’t ours
The blame belongs to those who tell us that the man on the street is just some addict
Kicked out of his parents attic for being too aggressive
And for flunking out of school for doing things that he was told were cool
But how could we know if we don’t know him
But how could we know if we don’t know her
We don’t know, and we probably won’t ever
But maybe next time instead of buying an overpriced warm drink
Just wait and think
And ask yourself if it would hurt to give to someone who lives in the dirt
And can’t afford a warm place or even a warm shirt
Nothings free in this world
The place is getting meaner
But one thing people on the street can afford is their own private theatre
The one where they watch people walk by them and judge them by their demeanor
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The watchmaker takes time to perfect his craft
He begins with a desire
One to learn and to feed off of for motivation
One he can use to seek out inspiration
He can find inspiration in the finer things
And in the fine details of the lesser things
Every aspect of his life ignites a fire within that pushes him
One that pushes him to move forward
He moves forward through criticism and hate
Through the non believers and the misinformed
And he moves forward through time
He learns that life is always moving
The hands of time are now his to manipulate
He can set things how he likes
But whether the hands move or not
Time keeps going
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Everybody wants what they can't have
Most times what they can't have is just a fad
A fad that goes from fab to drab quite fast
And like a scientist in a lab going mad
It's sad to see
Everybody's chasing after some fab fad
But what they really need
Is what they already had
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Entry level
Just a beginner
Made a mistake
Was deemed a sinner
Blue cloud in a red sky
Offset from the rest
Light heart and a clear head
Weight off the chest
Thought she owned it all
When she blossomed into a flower
No responsibility
But wanted all the power
Wisdom with age
Overseeing the past
Should have enjoyed more
Life moved too fast
Storybook ending
Isn't realistic
Anythings possible
It pays to be optimistic
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Just a soul without an owner
A drifted mystic persona
A body slipped into a coma
Art is the creation
A dreams realisation
An ideas preservation
Art without a canvas
An address-less campus
A globe without an atlas
A printer with no toner
An upper without a lower
Just a soul without an owner
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I write when I’m angry
I write when I’m sad
I write when I’m excited
I write when I’m troubled
But I don’t write when I’m told
What kind of inspiration is a deadline?
What kind of inspiration is a grade?
What kind of inspiration is stress?
It’s not one
For me, at least
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She's a strange girl, Agustina
She runs through my mind like a cheetah
Who would've thought I'd fall for a girl from Argentina
I've never met her, only seen her
She's a little older than me, yes
And we don't speak the same language
But i'll find her one day, I think
There's some doubt in my mind
Maybe i'll never get to meet her
But I tell myself to cross that bridge when I get there
And for now, keep dreaming
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At this point I couldn't say I'm happy
And I ain't afraid to admit it
So many times I should have spoke up
But I just sat there in silence
As a kid you try and grow up
But they just tell you to quit it
But now that I'm older they expect more from me
Like I should somehow already know the recipe
And know which path I'm going to take
All this time I thought I was supposed to be happy
I thought things were supposed to be fun
But now, in an instant, the funs over
School didn't prepare me for this
Nobody really told me this was coming
How was I supposed to know
I was just a kid
But then again maybe I should have known
Since I'm an adult
I changed stages in my life
A single season didn't even pass
Its still spring
I still want to enjoy myself
But apparently that won't get me anywhere
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