I think I'm losing my rhythm
I think I'm losing my rage
I'm passionate for this and wild
But feels like I'm trapped in a cage
Cage of depression and over thinking
It's like I'm gonna blow my mind
No matter what I do
They say it's not my time
And I don't know what the hell do they want?
Sometimes I feel like I should give in
But I don't wanna be a follower
Neither I don't wanna fit in
I'm gonna make my own way
It's not gonna be easy at all but I say
I got myself and my decision will stay
Unchangeable, hear me?
Maybe right now you're reading my last poem
Been Telling everyone since day one I'm ' Not a poet '
Been writing down my thoughts just in bit of a rhythm
I think it'stime for me to throw away the pen I've been writing with
Think it's time to tear all the paper I've been writing my words, on
Cuz I see no emotions for me to pull from
That could make my shine like a star
But this is being turned on, on what I've been saying
I told them love yourself, never give up
Now I'm the one proving I was wrong
So I promise you I'll be back
With new thoughts and new thinking
This is my last poem I guess
Thank you for being with me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful write indeed......loved it :)