What am I upset about
Nothing really
Just everything that is
And everything that isn't
Nothing really
Just the frustrating thoughts
That hog up my head space
Nothing really
Just the knowledge that I can help myself
But it's too much of a bother
Nothing really
Just, just
Nothing- it's really nothing
I just need to allow myself
To forgive myself
So I can admit to myself
That it's really not nothing really
Just a heavy dose
Of neglected emotions
That resurface
Every time I pretend
It's nothing really
---
written June 2011
I love the way you make simple sense of common complexialities:)
ReplyDeleteLUV IT! right on its cool! seriously im sure like e1 feels like this at sum time in their life
ReplyDeleteI've been trying to tell someone this for ages and I couldn't find the words, so I just sent her the poem, and told her it wasn't written by me but it's still exactly what I've been trying to tell her! So, thank you!!
ReplyDeleteI love this poem! It portrays so well the emotions of "oh, it's nothing really". It's amazing how you put it into words!
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