I can't be perfect
the way you want
I have my misconceptions
about a lot,
if not everything
And no anticipation
can create
a constructive enough deception
that will last
beyond this unfulfilling impression
of my supposed vigour and youth,
But,
I am candid
in sincerity
If that can be
enough of a truth
from a certain me to you
It is in public interpretation
I fade away a little more
Veracious adaptation
render me exclusively
and I'll be hopelessly unsure
Opinion never consumes slowly,
but surely
grabbing tenure of the entire map
World revised completely
into common possession
will plummet by these rakings
when taking that personifying step
There is more that meets the cover;
size me up and shove me aside
Only words in certain order;
where's that secret held inside?
Full stop!
from screaming to be heard
No more prove I'll always be
Time to return from evasion
If only you'd see the point
and would want to run this mile with me
but then again ...
These are just a bundle of words
behind a familiarized face
you've never taken the chance to see
How well do I explain
the unexplained
How well do I create
a reason to debate
and rotate ..................... then re-rotate ..........................and stipulate ........ to finally ....
Recreate
another reason
not to move
'cause moving is proving, maybe
I was wrong .......
and you
you were just dreaming
(the best I ever had, but still)
How well
do I really wish to 'just' fight
every single chance
to dive and possibly fall
Head first
Catch me
if you can
Or do I stand corrected
when I stop standing tall
and just let it happen
and then finally let myself
hear you call?
O well,
How fair the realm
imagination opens to the view
To few
everything is roses
leaves and thorn
everyone supposes
it is silence or storm
but I am complaisant
in patiently waiting
lacking the wish to grope
there's no hope
for further clarification
I do not need to love
this sky above
is blue
until descended articulation
I keep fading in and out
Like air
In ......................... Out
In ......................... Out
Uphold your steady heartbeat
't's just scribble on a condensed window
But am I
In
or Out?
And will you let the water
be clear enough
to fade at will?
if I could travel in a straight line
from A to B
I'd always be ahead of myself
oblivious of where I could've been
the entire map of possibilities
from left to right
and all the memories that lie in between
lost for me forever
we would not have met
'cause you live from my right to left
at the place where I could stop to drink
thinking of the road ahead
and maybe view a map
and then we'd start to talk
... but instead ...
if I could travel in a straight line
from A to B
I’d always be ahead of you, and me
oblivious of what could have been
no mistaken directions
or falling for distractions
and regret where I lingered in between
think of all the things I saw
and never would have seen
but we still
have never met
'cause as it turns out,
you live from my right to left
in a world where I can't stop to think
and I'm always dying for a drink
we have never gotten to talk
'cause as soon as I start to walk
you're already too far ahead
... why can't we turn it around instead
One good deed
Just one
Is all we need to remember
To forget
Once freed
we'll be over it forever
Forgotten,
forgiven
Foolish mistakes;
Winging our takes
Half forgotten promises
left dozing on a shelf
Gather your dust
Gathering cuts
when life passes by
Collecting breaks in minutes