How can you claim to hear my cries,
When they're really more like screams,
Close to your face,
Just for a simple change,
Some time, some space, some energy,
That I can clearly see,
Was there Just for Me.
I'm not you.
I need appriciation.
I can't work thanklessly.
Clean for people who don't care,
wait for someone who's never going to be there.
How can you claim to understand
and still take no action.
I know you can see me breaking
And still your undertaking
all these unimportant things.
You can't do it all in one weekend you said.
And I will be the one lost in the end.
Cast aside for "more important plans.
So you can pretend I'm spoiled and selfish,
for complaining again.
"shut up" you don't want to hear it,
You got it from dad, you got to go to work,
don't ruine the good mood after.
hold your tongue forever and after.
Don't rock the boat.
Don't tease the lion.
You might get eaten or tossed overboard.
Then where would you be?
In the dark. Alone. Lost.
That's how I feel now.
Mmm... Poetic rants... *drools* No, on a serious note, you did a very good job on this one. I think that the more feeling you put into it, the better your writing improves. And I've seen alot of emotion in your recent works.
Mad props! ^_^
I suppose that's because I've been so frustrated lately and I'm using my writing as a safe way to express that without being a big old wench. I posted them to my myspace so maybe he'll read this one too. Maybe he'll get mad at me. Who cares right? I didn't lie... As for the poetic part, I wrote this one by saying it ...rhyming is hard for me because words don't look how they sound.. So talking while I'm writing helps me do that better. I don't know why I didn't looka t it that way first. (Maybe because it makes me feel like a wack wanna be rapper trying to write lyrics.)
Originally Posted by atomik_sprout