Unsaid
Do not look at me with pity,
It’s almost more than I can
stand.
Do not pretend to empathize
with me,
I am something that only an
unlucky few can understand.
Sometimes I am nothing,
sometimes I am everything,
and I
have no idea if I will ever amount to anything.
Do I have the power to change,
will I be just another life wasted?
Please express yourself because it hurts that so much is left unsaid,
I may be all fucked up and
lost in confusion,
but you
should not confuse that with delusion.
I can clearly see the mess
that my life has become.
You can’t save me so don’t
try, I am not even sure the battle can be won,
but I do
know that I am the one with the power to try,
and I do,
and I will, and maybe, someday, I will learn to fly.
Right now, I am just to afraid to leave the nest,
because I’m
not sure it’ll be enough, even when I am able to give my best.
Your fear and doubts cannot
hurt me because I am not fragile,
No, it is only the pity in your
eyes and the words you leave unsaid that can and will.
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