General
My pen scratches paper
And I’m at a loss for words.
So many thoughts fly
Around like birds. They all
Fill my head and I
Dont know what
To say-
Should I right
Of truths that I wish were known,
Or of wrongs
That others were absurdly shown? Should I write of
What positivity’s left in my head,
Or of how I wish I would end up dead?
“You should probably try
To lay in your bed”
But too much of me remains unsaid.
Sometimes I wish I could record my thoughts, but they
Are
So
Com plex
Nobody’s able to connect
The dots.
In my mind, I find myself so
Lost. I lock myself up
In this very small box. I sort myself out, but I mix up some
Parts. My heart with my head
And my head with my heart.
My fists where my mouth
Is, and my mouth at me feet.
I feel as though I can
Never compete
With those who know
What they want from themselves. I envy
Those who have goals that they
S T R I V E for, then I hate myself
More and more. I watch
As they smile and wish it were me. I wish
That I could also be that free. Don’t misunderstand,
I am happy for the others, but I see
Brothers with sisters and
Sisters with mothers.
I have a family, alhamdulillah,
But it is not often
We speak to each other.
I wish we would talk
And hear one another,
But we usually end up
Frustrated with each other.
Don’t get me wrong, I love
Them so much, but sometimes
They anger me and I deny saying such.
That’s a problem
Of mine, my heart makes
Decisions, it also affects my
Future’s visions. I lose sight
Of life and of where
Paths cross. I cry and
Blame others but that’s my loss. Without
Reflecting on how I got
In these positions, I drive
Myself into
Mental collisions. I look at the
Crash and observe the damage. This is the
Result of my choices that were savage.
I crave knowledge, but
I hate to learn. When others guide
Me, my anger burns. You think you’re
Better than me? You think
I am dumb? No that’s just me being
A sore bum. I hate
Losing but I hate
When I win. People’s congratulations
Makes my patience grow thin.
If they ignore me,
I huff and puff then
Convince myself I’ll never
Be enough. I cry every night,
My confusion a taunt.
I am not quite sure
What I want
from myself.
I want some award
Displayed on a shelf, yet I hate
The attention, for I am someone
Otherwise without mention.
I am casually overlooked like
The problems of this earth. Those that
Are man-made, like burning coal
in a hearth. We pollute our atmosphere
Then complain, “Why did it
Snow?” It makes us insane.
We destroy
Glaciers and poor oil in the
Ocean. Dear mankind, this is
An unhealthy devotion. We destroy
Our land, a gift from god.
Most political figures are
found out to be frauds.
They say one thing
Then do another. Separating children
From their only mothers.
We say they are unwelcome but
Why can’t you see?
They are human, just like you and me.
They fled from home, in
constant fear, then hope
Their family tree will
Grow here. We destroy their hopes
And turn it to ash, our priorities
And ethics begin clash.
The value of life continues to fall.
Suicide rates in youth are higher
Than all
the others. The mothers and fathers
that see Their kids
Dead. All this time they
Fought to keep them fed.