Some days my feet refuse to walk
And my brain won't clearly think
My mouth decides to no longer talk
And my eyes can't even blink
Sometimes my body leaves me frozen
Then reality kicks in
I wasnt one of the people chosen
To live life in an easy skin
I wish somebody understood
I dont always feel alive
That I am made of flesh and blood
That struggles to survive
But there's no error in my being
That will get me to leave
I keep feeling, thinking, seeing
All the things I might achieve
And when my best is not enough
I'll give myself a rest
So even when things ended rough
I can say I did my best
ČTEŠ
no theme, just thoughts | poems
PoezieSelf-written poems about my everyday feelings and thoughts to which some of you might relate.
