Sometimes I come across words.
I never mean too,
It just happens.
I get curious,
I stay hidden,
Sometimes these word are about me,
Other times about others.
These word are sacred to the talkers.
Those words never leave my ears.
But the words stay in my head,
I think about these words.
Sometimes they make me feel good.
Other times they bring me back down.
Even when the words are not about me.
I think about them,
“Don’t let what others say control you.”
Hard to do,
When your so fragile.
You can’t help it,
Its second nature
How can I stop,
When I do it so well.
This time the words were about someone else,
Still, they stay in my head.
I think about them.
They make me sad,
Disappointed in myself.
Am I some joke?
Am I useless?
Are those who say those words about someone else,
Also say those words about me?
Am I a disappointment to those I hold dear?
Do I have worth?
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Beautifully written. and delivered..
Thank you, it helps to write in the moment. Then the poem hold so much more meaning and emotion.