こんにちは guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem 書く path. Well hope あなた like it, and please, if possible, add a コメント saying what あなた think.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants あなた to do something,
または be something
That sometimes あなた don’t want to be?
They are those!
あなた know them!
あなた probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect あなた to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
あなた don’t want to take.
They are those who expect あなた to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
あなた prefer to be small and humble.
But do あなた think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since あなた were born,
Came up with a path for あなた in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants あなた to do something,
または be something
That sometimes あなた don’t want to be?
They are those!
あなた know them!
あなた probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect あなた to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
あなた don’t want to take.
They are those who expect あなた to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
あなた prefer to be small and humble.
But do あなた think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since あなた were born,
Came up with a path for あなた in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until あなた hear
The 天使 sing
Thy blessing
When あなた hear heaven’s
Yell あなた wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was あなた who committed them
And あなた wil burn for sin
あなた are consumed によって wretched flames
And through everyones aims
あなた are never hit
Nor bit
によって the 火災, 火 consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
あなた are consumed によって wretched flames
And through everyones aims
あなた are never hit
Nor bit
によって the 火災, 火 consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until あなた hear
The 天使 sing
Thy blessing
When あなた hear heaven’s
Yell あなた wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was あなた who committed them
And あなた wil burn for sin
あなた are consumed によって wretched flames
And through everyones aims
あなた are never hit
Nor bit
によって the 火災, 火 consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
あなた are consumed によって wretched flames
And through everyones aims
あなた are never hit
Nor bit
によって the 火災, 火 consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a 三角形 of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a 三角形 of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.