poems · Thoughts

Bide on the tides

Trapped in a box,

Outside but still inside,

Don’t feel like leaving,

I bide,

My self esteem,

rise and pull back like a tide,

No reason to hide,

These things happen in a lot of people’s lives,

Wanting a new apartment,

A new ride,

I feel like I’m in a downwards slide,

The girl of my dreams just lies,

Sitting home alone

Where no one can hear my cries,

Life is difficult,

Can you tell me why,

I’ll be missing you,

But it’s time to say goodbye,

Want to give up but I have too try,

I want this to be what people remember me by,

 

 

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