I tried to jump off the clouds hoping I land on grass,
but I ended up drowning in the water
it seems like no matter how much time has passed,
I’ll always be my mother’s oldest daughter
Talking to myself “mommy I don’t feel good at all”
It’s just me and that gecko on the wall
I once told you “I’m never happy but never sad”,
That doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy all that we had
And I know if I asked you to not leave you’ll stay,
But I won’t cause I know it’s just the effect of may
Talking to myself “mommy I don’t feel good at all”
It’s just me and that gecko on the wall
I gave up everything to make my vision more clear,
It doesn’t matter anyways the end is near
I have a feeling that I won’t be here by the end of the year,
I’ll either die or disappear
Talking to myself “mommy I don’t feel good at all”
It’s just me and that gecko on the wall
In my head it’s still 2019,
I was a better version of me even with the fact that I was only fifteen
My Ls and I are acting as if we were unseen,
I don’t know the color blue yet, I only know green
Talking to myself “mommy, I’m so happy I can fly”
With my little wings like a butterfly
- Author: Caro Tan ( Offline)
- Published: July 11th, 2023 06:23
- Comment from author about the poem: felt like I was connected to my inner child writing this
- Category: Sad
- Views: 3
Comments1
Go with the flow..
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